I was raised by my Grandmother, the wonderful woman who happened to be part Jewish. My Grandfather, the man I never met, died 1963, a few months before I was born. He had been sent to the concentration camps Dachau and Auschwitz; he had to wear the red triangle – like all the other political prisoners during World War II.
“Everything will be all right in the end. If it’s not all right, it is not yet the end.” Patel, Hotel Manager, The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel”
I liked the quote when I heard it for the first time when we watched the movie. Now it’s printed and hanging in my workroom. A simple, everyday reminder that I should not give up hope.