In Impromptus today, I have a little note on the Holocaust, and denial of same. It’s amazing how many letters come in like the following:

Jay,
My father was part of Patton’s Third Army (4th Armored Division, 9th Artillery Regiment). He was one of the people who were the first to reach Dachau. I was in the Air Force, stationed in Wiesbaden, Germany, three times. I invited him and my mother over each time. He refused. He said he couldn’t stand to visit a nation that would do to other people what the Nazis did to the Jews. To him, the Holocaust wasn’t only real, it was a horror he could never forget.