My Father came to the US with his Mother and Father from Germany. (I omitted their country of origin.)

I notice I didn’t write my note very well, on occasion leaving out necessary words. Sorry. I will compose notes off-line in the future and endeavor to do better work.

The guards had friends and relatives. They went into town. They spoke to people.

And, on occasion, they got sick and went to see the local doctor (who, very likely was new, having replaced the town’s long time Jewish physician.) And the new guy quietly asked the question: “What happened to Dr. Abrams?”, probably hoping the rumors about the death-camps were true, because the gain for him was that no one would be returning to reclaim the practice.

However, notice: No anti-semitic seems to be able to sustain a victory. The Germans were vanquished, and (to name one example,) Poland, an exceedingly anti-semitic country — still is — lost big. Not only to Germany, but was subsequently occupied by Russia.

Again and again, countries and people-groups that choose evil seem to be consumed by evil.

Whereas people taken up with the God of the Bible, seem to help the Jews and are in turn blessed by them — which as it happens is exactly what the declares would happen.

(Why!, it’s almost as if someone planned this.)

My Father’s parents came to the US. My Father, and his Mother and Father are all that was left from every relative my Father knew. He counted 31 people, all near relatives, who were killed by Nazi’s.

And for them to say they didn’t know is a slap in the face. If someone, a German, want’s to be honest and good, that person needs to say something like this:

“How could they not now. We are ashamed.”

They know what grandpa/grandma were doing during the war, and the only way to ease that guilt is to accuse the Jews of equal atrocities…