Liberated on 15 April 1945. My father passed through on or around the 17th. He wrote to his father: "I have seen stick-thin children of five, born to an unspeakable world, playing King of the Castle on a heap of naked and rotting dead women". Words did not often fail him, but this was as much as he could manage.
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