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The family I have that went to some of those same places would never talk about it either.
If I were there and some captured SS officer spit in my Jewish buddy's face, he might have a little trouble standing up straight after...
I don't know how people deal with really horrific stuff.
Some of the things my wife would tell me after doing a shift at the ER would make your hair stand on end, and it is nothing compared to what he must have seen. She always said she did not think about it until after, which I cannot imagine doing when you have a lady who has two broken hands and all the hair burned off her head holding a kid who is already dead because she could not break down the door fast enough to save him.
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She was the kindest person I ever met
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