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Photo Prompt Description: Front and center is a banged up metal pan filled with water and leaves. A stream of water appears to be going from the faucet attached to the wall. At closer glance the water isn’t coming from the faucet but is frozen. There’s a black hose coiled in the rocks. In the upper part of the photo there’s a terra cotter planger and some bushes. Have fun with this one!
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Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
FOR THE DEAD AND THE LIVING, WE MUST BEAR WITNESS*
I remember it like it was yesterday. November 9, 1963. Frozen in time. My father took me downtown to celebrate my 10th birthday.
His German accent sounded like music. “Where shall we go, schatzi?”
I skipped along the sidewalk, holding his hand. Suddenly, he stopped and went to his knees in front of a synagogue with stained glass windows. Slipping off his hat, he covered his face.
“What’s the matter, Vati?”
“Meine Schande. Those magnificent windows. Shattered! 25 years ago today. Schweinehund! Jewish stores and synagogues—destroyed! While those rabid dogs threw rocks, I—I stood by and did nothing.”
*Elie Wiesel
It’s been 88 years this week since Kristallnacht, the Night of Broken Glass. We say “Never again!” Yet, antisemitism is rising.
