Looking Back

Sometimes I walk in a mostly vacant mall just for a little exercise – little being the operative word. Yes, I should walk more.  I’ll think about it.

During one of those rare times, I came across this.

It’s a dinosaur in our age.  I remember looking for a pay-phone (yes, that's what they are called) many times when accessibility to others was not in our pockets.  I remember keeping coins (dimes and then quarters) available to "reach out and touch someone" should it be necessary.

Phone booths were all over the place.  They were on street corners.  They were in nearly every gas station.  They were, well in malls.

I even remember that Clark Kent changed into Superman using a phone booth.  (Where would he go today?)

Holocaust Survivor

Zahava Rendler

I've read news articles about Holocaust Survivors speaking at schools.  I wondered what it would be like to hear first-hand stories of the darkest days in human history.

This week, I heard that Zahava Rendler would be speaking at a nearby Kentucky library the next evening.  I made it in time to be in the front row of a very crowded meeting room.  A short video was played before the speaker began.  I was already disappointed.  Anticipating that I would be hearing the life-experience of a survivor, I had imagined a story of brutal incarceration with the eventual day of freedom followed by a new life with a bright future.