Today I met a boy named Leo.  When Leo was almost 7 he was taken from his home and placed, with his mother and father,in a transit Camp better known as a concentration camp, Kamp Westerbork in the north of Netherlands near the German border.  He is made to think that life will be normal…school, Synagogue, other children to play with, they even had a visit from Sinterklaas.  But life wasn’t normal, September 1944, Leo and his parents are put on a train and sent to Theresienstadt, a NAZI death camp.  Leo was just one of 102,000 souls who were murdered by the germans.  The picture below is a memorial that is on the grounds of Kamp Westerbork with a stone tile placed for every victim…it made me feel sick inside that so many people died.

I am thankful to God for being in a safe and free country.

Memorial bricks in honor of the 102,000 victims