Book Report: Author's work serves as Holocaust reminder
Forty years ago, my wife and I and toured the concentration camp at Dachau, just outside Augsburg, Germany.
It was a very antiseptic experience.
There was an exhibition hall, a museum that traced the history of anti-Semitism. We also saw the spic and span ovens that the brochure said had never been used. The grounds were manicured.
And there was a newish building; a replica of the hundreds of barracks that once graced the camp. It smelled of new pine.