I know a friend in Los Angeles whose parents are buried in a mass grave in Vienna.

The first time I visited this memorial was a few years ago, on Tisha B’Av. Today, during the week of Yom HaShoah, I felt drawn back again.

I remembered that it was near the Ohel of the great Gadol, the Pressburger Rav. I walked a few steps, and there it was.

A simple black and white two step stone podium. The engraving, aged and worn, was barely visible.

I bent down almost ninety degrees to read the inscription.

Two hundred Jewish souls are buried here, murdered........

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