|Many people have written about visits to the sites of former Nazi concentration camps. These accounts are frequently by people who have an intimate, personal connection -- either as survivor, child of a survivor, liberator or the like -- and are generally dramatic, highly emotional narratives. Also, they tend to be a bit distant. The intense connection of the author with this dreadful subject makes it more difficult for the average reader to identify, to accept the experience as if it were his/her own.
This is the account of my visit. Except for being Jewish, I have no direct connection with the Holocaust or with any of the camps. Other Jews who visit one of the sites are likely to have similar reactions to those described here.
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