This artifact is important because we should never forget the Holocaust. We owe it to the 6 million who perished to tell the story.
The pickle fork has been part of my family for a long time. My great grandparents had it. It was one of the few things that were in a box full of silver sterling things. This is the only thing we have left from the box. The pickle fork has traveled all over the world! It started traveling when the Holocaust started. But we have finally got it back and it's the only thing remaining from the box.
Libish was in the Holocaust and died at the age of 34. He had 5 kids, 4 of whom survived the Holocaust. Only 2 remain today. He was my Zaide's dad and he married Pearl. I am happy that I have this photo to remember him.
I brought it to inspire kids and adults to remember the lives of people in the Holocaust. We must never forget and we must never allow such a thing to happen again.
The pictures show that if we survived in those hard times, then we can in these.
In 1940, my Grandpa was the first volunteer for World War II in McPherson County, South Dakota. He heard what the Nazis were doing and wanted to fight against them for his family and country. Through hard work and studying he led 200 men as the captain of a unit in Normandy, France on June 7, 1944 wearing this helmet. Before they got on the boat to France the army wanted to remove the H on the Jewish soldiers' dogtags for Hebrew because the Nazis would kill the Jewish soldiers. But he refused and the Jewish soldiers refused also. My Grandpa was awarded the Silver Star for saving his army in World War II.