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The Last Time I Saw My Mother
“I never had a chance to say good-bye to my mother. We didn’t know we had to say good-bye.
...I am an old woman today and I never made peace with the fact that I never had that last hug and
kiss. They say, ‘When you listen to a witness, you become a witness.’ I am only asking you to work
for a world where nobody will have to live with memories like mine ever again. Please heal the world.”
Judy Weissenberg Cohen, a Hungarian Holocaust survivor, shares her story with her young students in Auschwitz-Birkenau on a March of the Living.
What God Will Ask
“My father was ill, in the hospital, and he was perplexed. When I asked him what troubled him, he said that soon he
would meet God and God would ask him how he could justify that he lived when so many died. The next day when I visited him, he was smiling. He told me that he had an answer.
‘When God will ask me what I did with my life, I will tell him:
I spoke with young people at Auschwitz so that they never forget.’ My father talked about the March of the Living until his dying day – it was the most meaningful experience he ever had.”
—Marilyn Sinclair, daughter of survivor, Ernie Weiss
Ernie with his granddaughter, Jennifer (Bronsteter) Apple. (March of the Living, 2008)
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