The Nazis Arrive

Esther and her friends ran to see the Nazis arrive at the village on horseback and watched here, in the foreground, as one dismounted to rough up her grandfather and cut his beard, as her grandmother screamed.


We just saw Esther’s grandfather in the Rosh Hashanah picture, stately and dignified, a respected elder of the town. Imagine how wrenching it was for Esther to see her beloved and revered grandfather demeaned and humiliated in this way.