


The 1936 Olympic Games had been held in Berlin with nary a peep of protest by organizers or competitors alike over the disgusting anti-Jewish laws and pogroms which since 1933 had been introduced. Being a veteran of the First World War he must have finally realized that fighting for the Fatherland had been an exercise in patriotic futility.Īt that late stage as the finishing touches to the Final Solution were being finalized there was some faint hope that the democracies would somehow come to the rescue. I wonder to this day what thoughts my paternal grandfather had as he was rounded up in the aftermath of the night of vandalism, arson and murder and transported to Dachau. It was on Kristallnacht that any lingering doubts as to the fate of Europe’s Jewish communities were banished from the minds of all except those who did not want to acknowledge reality.
