Anne Frank


There are a few books which I have read when young that have stayed with me always. I probably was too young to fully understand what happened to Anne Frank after they were discovered on this day, August 4th, 1944, after hiding in their secret annex for over two years.

I cannot imagine what they went through on a daily basis, always in fear, perhaps, that the day they dreaded finally happened. Anne's father was the only survivor of the concentration camps, where Anne and her sister most likely died of typhus. 

There are several ideas about how they were found out. One being the relative of one of the family's in hiding with the Franks. 

I will never understand why we do not learn from the atrocities of the past. We are seeing in real time what hatred and intolerance breeds. How any human can have that much ugliness in their being is beyond my comprehension. 

It's been eighty one years since Anne and her family were arrested, placed on a train to live their last days because one man was allowed to spread his hate. I don't know what the history books will say about these dark days. Like Anne, we must record every moment so one day we get it right. We do not allow this to happen ever again.

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