Recently, I was able to visit the New Orleans Holocaust Memorial (image at left) and my thoughts were quickly taken back to my visit to Auschwitz- Birkenau. It was very emotional for me to look around and to think of my own family members who were murdered there. I did not know any of them personally, but as I stood there and thought of their names, I made a promise to myself to never forget them and to make sure my own family did not forget them.
My GGreat Grandfather, Morris David Rosenbaum (above), left his home in Fordon, Poland in 1850. He arrived in the United States and built a life here. However, most of his six siters and their families staid in Fordon, and years later were murdered for being Jewish. On this day I remember all of them, the Rosenbaum family, the Auerbach family, the Oser family, and all those who were part of the fabric of life in Fordon.


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