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Knock at the Door...
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| The railway tracks |
I wonder how many of you heard a knock at the door today ?
Perhaps it was the postman, or a friend, or even a salesman trying to get you to buy something you really don’t need but which seems too good a deal to let it slip past.
Most of the knocks at the door today will have been welcomed. I’m sure a few brought sadness and sorrow, but mercifully to only a few people.
Sixty years ago today the liberation of Auschwitz brought to an end the knock at the door which called so many to death for so long.
It seems inconceivable that the Holocaust could start as simply as that. People woken at night or taken away in the day in front of other humans. Few people asked why or tried to stop it and, before long, the few knocks became many and then train loads of people were lost.
We have to remember the utter cruelty of what happened, but we also need to remember how it started. With simple actions, taunts, hostility and rumours.
For everyones sake we need to remember, and to pass the stories on.
