Chaim Bruk

I choked up. I cried. I mourned. It just happened. I’m not a cryer, certainly not in public, but in Vienna last week and today at the Danube River in Budapest, I couldn’t hold back my tears. It’s painful to stand on holy ground where our people were murdered for the “crime” of being Jewish. The shoes on the Danube are a memorial to the Hungarian Jews who, in the winter of 1944-1945, were shot by the members of the Arrow Cross Party aligned with the nazis. Men, women and children were forced to remove their shoes, so their murderers could sell/use them, then they were shot in cold blood with their bodies falling into the river which became known as the Cemetery of the Jews. Chavie and I, along with the kids said verses of Torah at this location, and sang Ani Maamin, proclaiming our firm faith in the coming of Mashiach amid our pain. It’s ok to cry. It’s ok to mourn. It’s ok to know that our people have been through hell. Yet, we are strong, we are bright, we are determined to live life and to finally bring Mashiach.

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