(June 25, 2016 at 10:47 am)Alex K Wrote: I'm German, and even though we went mad and killed everyone, I found myself born a mere 34 years later, and somehow, almost everyone was friends with us, quite astonishing. France was just a 20 minutes drive away, and going there to get baguettes and such not an unusual thing to do. When I was 5 or so, my parents or someone told me that somewhere there was a border where they'd shoot if you try to cross. I was afraid when we crossed into france, I think they laughed when I asked whether there would be shooting. The fact that there wasn't is remarkable if you think about it. A few years later I watched the wall fall on TV in my pajamas. Now that I've receny lived longer than the time that has passed between my birth and the liberation of Auschwitz, I finally realize how short a time that is and how remarkable it is that the relationship between the European countries is what it is.Some of my best friends at school were South Sea Islanders.
Many of their great grandfathers were my great grandfather's slaves.
