I usually try to avoid getting deep into Holocaust Day – It is simply too much for me.  I always remember my mother weeping before the television, unable to tell the worst of the stories.  But this year I launched my book of holocaust poems on Amazon – first on Kindle – and then I tried to get it out today on paperback.  But it seems to be delayed for some anonymous amazon reason.  The kindle is worth reading anyway even though it went crazy on the formatting.  Then you can decide if you want the paperback. Look up my name and “survivors.”  Maybe it will encourage me to remember more stories that people told me way back then…