A friend set Herman up on a blind date with a woman named Roma. Roma asked Herman where he was during WWII. 'In a concentration camp,' She said. 'I came to a camp. I met a boy there and gave him apples.'Suddenly it hit Herman. 'Was he tall?' She said. 'Yes.' 'And he told you not to come because he's leaving?' 'Yes.' Herman said. 'That boy was me.
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Happily ever after! My kind of story! I guess that I am just a hopeless romantic!
Thanks ZiefeldGirl great find and nice for a change!
It's an incredibly touching story.. and a testament that love can take root and thrive even in a place of hatred that is a concentration camp.
Very amazing. In the middle of Nazi atrocities love starts. The holocaust deniers will say it never happened.
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