Dancing Brings Joy… Even in the Face of Sorrow
Recently she wrote a post about a Holocaust survivor who danced at Auschwitz and several other locations of horror in Europe with his daughter and three grandchildren.
There have been some broad criticisms of him as well as of his daughter, mainly accusing her of exploiting him and making claims that he “appears” to have dementia (which is false, according to his daughter). I don’t feel that he is ill or sick for wanting to celebrate his life, especially in a place that knew so much death. I don’t feel it is disrespectful, and frankly, I think it is wrong for us to judge this man. He lived through it, we have only read about it. If he chose to spit on the grounds or dance or cry or laugh… he has certainly earned the right to do so without the armchair critics attacking him or his family.
He seems like an incredible man who is intensely loved by his sweet family. I wish him a long and happy life, G-d willing. There are actually three videos in this series. I recommend them all. In the third, he goes back to the time in his mind and recalls the conversations they had with passing villagers while piled into the box cars, conveying them to their death.