Anyone who reads my posts knows that at the bottom of all of them is a link on “How to Buy the Book”. I will not deny that although I do my writing for the love of the craft, I also use this opportunity as a means to subtly promote the book I wrote about the experiences of my parents. As the holidays approach I am throwing any subtlety out the window. Simply put, the book “Jew Face: A story of love and heroism in Nazi-occupied Holland”, is a great gift for both Hanukkah and Christmas. And here is why.
First of all and somewhat unfortunately, the book has a greater relevance today than it would have had in previous years. The importance of telling an inspirational story of Holocaust survivors has always been there, particularly with the existence of denial and hate all over the world, but with the significant growth of evil and anti-Seimitism in today’s world, being aware of what took place has never been more important.
That being said, this is not your typical Holocaust era book. This is very much a love story, despite the seriousness of the subject an easy read, and a book that acknowledges in style and substance the fact that my parents were, in many ways, 2 of the lucky ones. I always put it this way when I talk about it to others. No one should ever have to go through what my parents did over the 5 year period between 1940 and 1945, but compared to so many others, they were very fortunate. For the record, certainly by the time I was old enough to hear the story, they were very much aware of their good fortune.
My father, Rabbi Nardus Groen of Blessed Memory, was a great man. He was not a perfect man, but he was a great man. The courage and strength he exhibited during the Nazi terror was unlike that of most men. In the book I do my very best to tell the stories of his remarkable actions during this time as well as the astounding bravery and strength of my mother, Sipora Groen, who, less than a month from her 93rd birthday is still an inspiration and joy to all those who know her. I often say that it seemed to me that the only thing that ever scared my father was being without my mother.
In the book I make a clear distinction between the good guys and the bad guys. The bad guys were the Nazis and anyone who cooperated or worked with them. The good guys were everyone else. Therefore the character flaws and occasional strained relationships existing among normal decent people are not on display in this book. This is not a book about the good and bad qualities of decent people. It is a book about the good and bad in humanity, and how despite the awful price our people and our world had to pay, how good ultimately won.
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