Some days ago I was travelling in the Eastern part of Germany.

I stayed in a hotel, located charmingly among lush green hills close to the former border that divided Eastern and Western Europe.

When I entered the building - though renovated and modernized - I felt like walking back in time. The building dated back to the Third Reich and with its sculpted granite columns and solid forged lamp holders it still breathed the spirit of an area that idolized the supremacy of the Aryan race.

I quickly found out that the building once had been a training ground for young engineers to be schooled for the maintenance of the German Luftwaffe, during WWII a BMW plane factory was operated close-by.

In my vivid mind I imagined these young, eager men (and yes, even a few women), swarming what then must have been their dining hall and dormitories. Jokes and laughter must have been flying around, maybe a secret kiss exchanged in the surrounding forests.

Sad to know that many of them must have become victims of a regime that fed its children to the most brutal war the world has ever witnessed.

My only hope is that those men and women who hold power now, don't forget what only happened two generations ago.