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Bob

The look in the eyes that you mentioned - I remembered that growing up - that the survivors I knew, and they were many, all had that look in their eyes, the look of eyes that had seen things no human should ever have to see.

Sue

History comes alive when it affects someone we know personally. The danger is losing that over time...the next generation who will not actually have met anyone who has been through such horror.

I'm sure today is an especially painful one for your parents. What does one say? Words seem weak.

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