Perhaps the pictures most seared into my mind are the photos of the Nazi extermination camps that I was confronted with as a kid in the 1950s. Children were not supposed to see them, but they were there in one way or another. The piles of skeletal starved carcases on carts and the rotting carcases scattered around merging with the muddy soil – it was unimaginably grotesque and macabre.
Few could conceive that one human being could do such do such things to another human being. The inmates of the death camps clearly meant nothing to the ideologically sick Nazis. We thought it impossible that such evil would prevail in our Western Civilization. We were convinced that our authorities would do everything possible to prevent a repetition of such bestial behaviour.