OK... that was a bad cut/paste.
I apologize for that.
Obviously my interests are wide ranging. My Uncle Dick was a Marine paratrooper, shot in the back twice on Iwo Jima and Guam. His last duty was to bulldoze Japanese Hiroshima corpses, into mass graves. He passed away 22 years ago.
Anyway... the story is compelling. 1 million. 1 child. My 6-yr-old sister...
"It's September 1942 and I am 10 years old..."
"A splinter of wood pierces my upper lip... 'dirty jews!' comes the screams from the guards."
"A hand silences a child... and she dies."
I had to escape by crawling on my belly. And into the sewer that ran along the street. Don't run straight... but run zig-zag so they couldn't shoot you.
James