Dreary Day in Dachau

Dreary day as so many days were for those who struggled to survive here... This was the day I was looking forward to the most and least. The day when I face my former self. Some of you might not be aware, but I believe in past lives and in mine I was a Nazi. I was a young man, who believed all of the Nazi propaganda and enlisted, I believe in the Air Force. I died in the war because of a stomach wound, not sure if it was gunshot or stabbing. Anyhow, today I was to face all of those who I wronged and visit the Dachau Concentration Camp. As I learned from my guide, Dachau, which is about 20 minutes outside of Munich, was a prototype of all Concentration Camps and was one of those that was opened the longest. It was a death camp, where people were sent to immediately die, but a work camp, where they were taught that through hard work, honesty and love of the Fatherland they would be free. As the sign that is shown when they enter the camp says, “Arbeit Macht Frei” or work will set you free. Below are a series of photos from my visit…


bunks in one of the dormoritories

the Jewish Memorial, with black rock from Israel

the gas chamber and crematorium

the last view of many...the window inside the disrobing room of the gas chamber.... this was the second hardest moment for me during the entire visit. The first was viewing where the tracks were that unloaded so many in their last moments...