War, and Remembrance

Estera Grinberg: "Tomorrow, we will no longer be in this world. The sun will rise and set again, the flowers will bloom and fade– and we won’t be here.” “We have nothing to lose, and what is there that we will miss in the world in which we are living?”

"So the dissolved atoms of Aaron Jastrow float past the river banks of Medici where he played as a boy... float all the way northward through the countryside of his native Poland, through farmlands and forests, past cities and villages, past the great capital of Warsaw... and all the way to the Baltic Sea."