Look. Sometimes I catch stuff that moves me, a story that sticks in my head and finds it's place in my memory lane.
This is one of them.
"Getting a tattoo" is nothing special, but getting one to keep a memory is something else.
This guy takes the same tattoo on his arm as his grandma got when she was in one of Germany's concentration camps. As the article says: proudly bear your elders scars.
So we never forget what happened, never.
Read more?
http://www.nytimes.com/2012/10/01/world/middleeast/with-tattoos-young-israelis-bear-holocaust-scars-of-relatives.html?pagewanted=all
No comments:
Post a Comment