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I have long described child Holocaust survivors as "elderly children." We were forced to grow up overnight and lost pieces of childhood - of play and security, of comfort and predictability, of parental love and guidance. Those few of us fortunate to have survived have spent lifetimes catching up on what we missed. This account reflects the life journey of such a child.
