WORK MAKES YOU FREE
The gates of Sachsenhausen.
I had always heard the gates of the concentration camps had some sketchy text emblazon on each of them. When I was in Europe this past January we went to Buchenwald and asked one of the staff what was written on the gate. The poor woman looked at us like we had asked something we weren’t supposed to, reluctantly told us it translated to “To Each His Own”, and put her hands up.
The 2 hours I spent there was hardly enough time to understand what all had happened there, and no matter how much time I spent there I don’t think I could ever fully comprehend the amount of suffering that took place.