Tonight into tomorrow (18th of Tishrei) marks the 80th anniversary of the destruction of the Senkevychivka Ghetto. On that day, thousands of my paternal grandparents' relatives, friends and neighbors were murdered. Among those were three of my great grandparents, a great-great grandfather, great aunts and uncles, and many other relatives. My teenaged grandfather was out of the ghetto on that day on a work detail, but my grandmother was there. I've transcribed her life story before (you can read her nine-part story here covering her life before and during the Holocaust). But today I'm going to repeat the chapter about the ghetto's destruction, from her perspective.
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My grandmother is on the right, with her arm on her grandmother's shoulder. Her younger sister Malia is to the right. And her parents are in the center. Her grandmother had died before the war. |