Today I met a tiny grey-haired lady with the sweetest smile. She made me toast and eggs at two o'clock this afternoon. Then tea and muffins at two-thirty. She showed me pictures of her grandchildren. She told me about her sons and daughter, a judge, a filmmaker, a famous fertility doctor. The doctor had won awards for breakthrough research. She told me about her parents and siblings and how the last place she saw them was at Dachau. She was a Holocaust survivor. Unimaginable.
I stood on this train platform and thought about about how hundreds of children have been born to happy parents because of the doctor. I thought about all that life from one teenage girl escaping death.
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