Never Forget A return to Auschwitz, 75 years after liberation While stationed in Germany, I drove the roads of Poland on Night of the Dead . The small towns experienced electrical brown outs, but continuing on those narrow roads beams of light, lit the sky from massive amounts of candles in the graveyards. A few miles outside of Krakow the air is filled with a familiar smell with no good memories attached, yes, I could still smell it. Walking thru the gates that read "work makes you free" and visiting the various cells, the ovens, where I sat, and stories told made the hair on my neck stand up. An overwhelming experience, I will never forget. I made this post to pass along to the next generation, as we have some younger members on this site.