The concentration camp

We awoke early to discover over 7 inches of snow…. It was a quiet drive from our hotel in Munich to Dachau… The small village of Dachau was almost picturesque…. But then we came to the camp. The first thing that I saw was the large guard towers that stood silently overlooking the buildings and foundations that once held a tortured people. The whole place was eerily quiet… There really are no words to express the extreme sorrow and sadness that hung over that place… To walk through the crematorium; to see the stacks of bunk beds; to stand and stare at the barbed wire fences & guard towers– made us almost sick. I’m glad that we went… and I don’t know that I’ll ever forget that awful place.