Surviving the Horrors of War

I woke up to an e-mail today. It was from a man in Indiana — from the CANDLES Holocaust Museum — thanking me for running a story about a Holocaust survivor. Not just a Holocaust survivor, a survivor of Auschwitz. Which is, honestly, far more terrifying than most places on earth.

It was a left rail story. We didn't get a lot of space for coverage. And it was just a few hundred words. It, by any real means, wasn't a particularly in-depth story or one that probably got the top hits on the website, but it's a story that needs to be told.

I honestly believe that I will never be able to tell a story regarding personal experiences that is more horrifying, harrowing or inhumane than surviving Auschwitz.

No way.

It's humbling to think people survived that. Didn't give up. Survived and told people about it.

I feel like, for stories like that, we're merely conduits for their stories and — frankly, it's a lovely feeling.

-Gin