May 7, 2008 at 9:55 AM
I played for a holocaust memorial service on Sunday. The speaker was a Rumanian child survivor. From his family, only he and his mother survived.My husband was elsewhere that evening, playing a concert that featured music about the immigrants who passed through Ellis island. My husband's grandparents were such immigrants, as part of the Greek population forced out of Turkey in the early 20th century.
I live in a city still marred by racial tensions.
Will we ever get it right?
I also live in a city "marred by racial tensions". I do believe that things are getting better, not just in the Deep South, but all over the country. Gen Y might flagrantly abuse the word "like", but they also have in them the promise for a better tomorrow.
Recently I inherited a spiritual family with members who were incarcerated by Hitler's regime. They wore "Purple Triangles" and were called Bibelforsters, as Jehovah's Witnesses were called back then. At the Holocaust meusium there's a portion sectioned off that tells about them. The surviving members are some of the most encouraging and strengthening persons one could ever meet.
What was that piece you were playing?
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