This was my first visit to the USHMM. My last visit to Washington DC was before the museum opened in 1980.
United States Holocaust Memorial Museum
My photos:
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The Permanent Exhibition:
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Photos from Ejszyski, a Litvak shtetl
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Ghettos
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Three Minutes in Poland by Glenn Kurtz
A remarkable story which takes place in Nasielsk, Poland in 1938. Nasielsk is where my wife’s Reitstein / Rotsztejn family come from.
The original film is at the Steven Spielberg Film and Video Archive at USHMM
https://www.ushmm.org/online/film/display/detail.php?file_num=5216
Visit the Nasielsk KehilaLink:
I went through the Museum with my parents, who were both WWII veterans, sometime in the 1990s. I wish I had taped the conversation. They both had served in Europe, my mother in the US Army Nurse Corps, and my father in the Signal Corps. They spoke of their memories and what they knew at the time as we went through the exhibition.
I have not been to the Concentration Camps in Europe aside from Teresenstad in Prague. The visit to the Holocaust Museum in Washington was both the most visually capturing and the most upsetting experience I’ve experienced in my 72 years. I was both amazed and sickened by the reality of that place and how realistically it was depicted, from the receiving of the passports of prisoners in the beginning till the very end. It upset me so much I cried unstoppably when I came out. (And I had never lost anyone personally to that horror) A truly moving and life changing experience…