Shoes
by Talia Davis
I have a closet full of them. Some people don't even think about them. Some people think about them way too much.
Shoes protect our feet, they enable us to go anywhere we want without concern for what the terrain is. We pay a lot of money for very uncomfortable ones, and sometimes our favorites are the ones we have had for years. I feel fortunate I own more than one pair.
Shoes can be easily overlooked.
Not on the bank of the Danube River in Budapest.
A simple memorial has stood there since 2005. A memorial you may just miss unless you get close.
Shoes.
Sixty pairs of
empty
iron shoes.
They are old-fashioned. They may just look like some crazy art nouveau thing.
Until you get closer.
The unrest in Budapest regarding the Jews culminated on the night of January 8, 1945. Jews in Budapest were rounded up and made to stand on the bank of the Danube River... as pictured on the left.
Sometimes, two people were chained together. One was shot and the other was dragged into the water where they drowned.
Sometimes they just shot people and pushed them in the icy waters.
Sometimes they attached weights to the people before they shot them.
Men, women... children.
Two hundred human beings.
All that was left was their shoes. Their valuable shoes.
After all, a dead person doesn't need shoes.
This mass murder was perpetrated by the Arrow Cross party whose members were big fans of Hitler and his policies. They were only too happy to help along his final solution.
I look at my shoes differently now. They aren't just a fashion accessory or necessary evil to get from A to B. They are a reminder that I am alive. They remind me that I live in a free country, in a world that will not tolerate this type of behavior. They tell me my extended family did not die in vain.
Baruch atah Hashem Eloheinu melech ha'olam, dayan ha-emet.
Blessed are You, Adonai, our G-d, Counselor of the universe, the True Judge.
This is what we say when we hear of someone passing. It is our way to say that we accept the unacceptable.
For short, Baruch Dayan Emet. Blessed is the True Judge.
(Originally posted at Patheos.com. For more details on Jewish topics, visit Patheos)
Talia Davis is the daughter, granddaughter, and great-granddaughter of rabbis. While her direct family had immigrated to America prior to WWII, she lost extended family to the Holocaust. Her great-grandfather stood in protest of Hitler's policies in America, wearing a yellow star of David on his clothing in an attempt to bring awareness to the horrors he knew were being perpetrated against the Jews in his parents' homeland of Germany. Talia directs the Jewish Portal at Patheos and manages the site's online community.
Photos - #1. laurnia.blogspot.com, 2. Doctors and their patients slaughtered by the Arrow Cross Militia in Budapest via Wikimedia CC, 3. laurnia.blogspot.com
by Talia Davis
I have a closet full of them. Some people don't even think about them. Some people think about them way too much.
Shoes protect our feet, they enable us to go anywhere we want without concern for what the terrain is. We pay a lot of money for very uncomfortable ones, and sometimes our favorites are the ones we have had for years. I feel fortunate I own more than one pair.
Shoes can be easily overlooked.
Not on the bank of the Danube River in Budapest.
A simple memorial has stood there since 2005. A memorial you may just miss unless you get close.
Shoes.Sixty pairs of
empty
iron shoes.
They are old-fashioned. They may just look like some crazy art nouveau thing.
Until you get closer.
The unrest in Budapest regarding the Jews culminated on the night of January 8, 1945. Jews in Budapest were rounded up and made to stand on the bank of the Danube River... as pictured on the left.
Sometimes, two people were chained together. One was shot and the other was dragged into the water where they drowned.
Sometimes they just shot people and pushed them in the icy waters.
Sometimes they attached weights to the people before they shot them.
Men, women... children.
Two hundred human beings.All that was left was their shoes. Their valuable shoes.
After all, a dead person doesn't need shoes.
This mass murder was perpetrated by the Arrow Cross party whose members were big fans of Hitler and his policies. They were only too happy to help along his final solution.
I look at my shoes differently now. They aren't just a fashion accessory or necessary evil to get from A to B. They are a reminder that I am alive. They remind me that I live in a free country, in a world that will not tolerate this type of behavior. They tell me my extended family did not die in vain.
Baruch atah Hashem Eloheinu melech ha'olam, dayan ha-emet.
Blessed are You, Adonai, our G-d, Counselor of the universe, the True Judge.
This is what we say when we hear of someone passing. It is our way to say that we accept the unacceptable.
For short, Baruch Dayan Emet. Blessed is the True Judge.
(Originally posted at Patheos.com. For more details on Jewish topics, visit Patheos)
Talia Davis is the daughter, granddaughter, and great-granddaughter of rabbis. While her direct family had immigrated to America prior to WWII, she lost extended family to the Holocaust. Her great-grandfather stood in protest of Hitler's policies in America, wearing a yellow star of David on his clothing in an attempt to bring awareness to the horrors he knew were being perpetrated against the Jews in his parents' homeland of Germany. Talia directs the Jewish Portal at Patheos and manages the site's online community.
Photos - #1. laurnia.blogspot.com, 2. Doctors and their patients slaughtered by the Arrow Cross Militia in Budapest via Wikimedia CC, 3. laurnia.blogspot.com
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Powerful! We tend not to see deeper than the surface. You help us look beneath the icy surface and find meaning in the mundane. As you have taught, I will never look at my shoes in the same way again. They become a memory peg for the challenges that we face in elevating our actions, our words, our thoughts our soul.