Brandon Hernández 8 a.m., Dec. 20
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- From 4220 feet:
To Dr. Jack Wasserman,
At a dinner in your parents' home in the La Jolla Shores, I saw something years ago that still haunts me to this day. Now as I teach high school, I have recalled what I saw at that Seder dinner so many years ago to my students to remind them of the horror of yesterday.
As a Baptist from Texas, I was surprised by the invitation to the Jewish celebration dinner. I didn't know what to do, say or wear. All three were resolved. "Do they know I'm Christian?," I asked you and they did, so I went.
When your mother, Ida, reached across to pass some form of potatoes (latkes I think), I saw a number tatooed on her inner arm. As I saw it and realized what it was, I must have reacted. She noticed and quickly pulled her sleave down. How dare I react in horror! She was ashamed and I was aghast. What a moment.
There it was, a reminder that Hitler walked among us. He was evil embodied in human form and he tattooed his victims. He even had a mistress! How dare you Eva Braun! What were you telling yourself?!
Ida Wasserman was branded like an animal! Adolph Hitler, you sick piece of human history. Your Nazi regime stole my grandfather's dream of being a professional baseball player by incarcerating him almost to death and you branded one of the most decent women I have ever met.
Ida Wasserman, you are a hero of mine. Thanks for dinner sweetheart.
I am One Disciple SherryD