I Met Earl Greif Last Night
I met Earl Greif last night, and I felt the Holocaust. I have been to several Holocaust museums across our country, even to the one in Israel a few times, when I led some excursions to the Holy Land. But I never really felt the Holocaust.
Then I spent an hour withEarl last night. Earl Greif was sent to a starvation camp in Poland during World War II with his parents, his brother, Lou, and his baby sister. In April of 1943, the Nazi Gestapo began clearing out the camp, preparing to move on. They shot his sister and parents in a ditch along with hundreds of other prisoners.
Sixteen year-old Earl and ten year-old Lou crawled unnoticed into an oven, and hid through the day and night. They crawled out when things were quiet and escaped into the surrounding forest, where they lived for the next four months, surviving on berries, mushrooms and bird eggs. They were frightened to emerge because they thought the Nazi’s might still be around.
In the fall, the chilling onset of winter forced them to move on, so they split up and each got work on a farm, pretending not to know each other. In 1947, the brothers came… Read More