Never shall I forget the little faces of the children, whose bodies turned into wreaths of smoke beneath a silent blue sky. - Elie Wiesel

I shall always remember that smile. From what world did it come from?

For us, forgetting was never an option. Remembering is a noble and necessary act. The call of memory, the call to memory, reaches us from the very dawn of history. No commandment figures so frequently, so insistently, in the Bible. It is incumbent upon us to remember the good we have received, and the evil we have suffered.

In those dark times, one rose to the very heights of humanity by simply remaining human.