Review: How could we ever forget.I am still very shaken by Marcel's story.
Rating: 5 out of 5
Date: 07 22, 2013
As a non practicing catholic with a German background and a plethora of jewish friends, (The guilt trip of my origin has long disappeared) Holocaust chronicles hold a fascination .Each diary,life story or account  spellbind me and I have no explanation why."Remember" by Marcel Scharfstein is one book that made me weep. Not just a few tears forming in the corner of my eyes-but a flood of sobs ,pain in my chest and feeling moments of being utterly wretched.Warsaw Ghetto 1942 ; his description made me smell the panic,fear and animalistic behaviour of living , breathing human beings. Holding on to crumbs of life if only for an hour,a day.To think that such a young man, just out of his teens had the strength to hold the shreds of existence together.Care for his father,be in love and daily confront the Armageddon when opening his eyes in the morning......He managed to survive ,at what cost ,only he could have told us. This book deserves to be on the top of every WW II history bookshelf.Thank you Marcel, may you rest in peace.