When we utter the words, “Never Again,” what is our intention?
To pay homage to the six million Jewish souls that perished in the Holocaust…yes.
To commit ourselves to understanding the waxing and waning and ever present current of anti-Semitism…yes.
To teach our babies about the horrors of World War II and the life and rich Jewish culture that pervaded Europe pre-1939…yes.
To hold memory and teach memory…yes.
Sinai Temple Sisterhood has brought our first adult delegation of over forty people to Krakow, Lublin and Warsaw. We pledge, “Never Again.”
Franta Bass was a child that perished in Auschwitz. Franta wrote the following:
The Garden
A little garden,
Fragrant and full of roses.
The path is narrow
And a little boy walks along it.
A little boy, a sweet boy,
Like that growing blossom.
When the blossom comes to bloom,
The little boy will be no more.
The air is frigid in Krakow…but the buds of spring peek through. And God-willing, our own children will live to see the colors of the flora and fauna.
We are here to show that we are alive…thar we do not forget where we came from and who we have become.
Never again are just words unless spoken with the heart and motivated with action. And so we march for the living, remembering the past and committing to our future.
