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There are times when the inhumanity of humankind just takes my breath away. A dear friend told me that as a young child, growing up in Switzerland, she asked her parents, "Why don't I have any aunts and uncles and cousins like my friends do." They explained her parents had moved to Switzerland just before the war, and that the rest family, on both sides, was killed in the camps. The pain, the grief, the fury at that horrific act just does not dissipate, does it?

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