A sorrow evening

This evening I watched a movie - "The Boy in the striped Pyjamas".

It brought me back memories of the grief I went through at the holocaust museum in Washington DC. Those cruel camps and those deadly gas-chambers.

Such cruelty, that which we can only imagine, but can never feel the same way that millions of Jews and other sects suffered due to the actions of an evil man who I am sure will burn many times over in hell.