Why do I continue to read stories from the Holocaust? Well, it is my duty, my obligation, as Jew, and a granddaughter of Polish immigrants, to honor their lives, and hear their stories. To bear witness. Richard Glazar was one of the less than 1% who was chosen to work at Treblinka, a death camp that killed about 1,000,000 Jews during the war. Little is known of the camp (green fence is the barbed wire woven with pine branches that hid the small camp) because the average survival time there was less than 3 hours. Glazar was a worker, and his tale illuminates the machinery, the processing, the slaughter, but also the survival and day-to-day alertness, that was needed to stay alive. Also fascinating was the rebellion that succeeded in burning down the camp, (less than 70 survived), and his adventures after the escape. Translation is a bit jagged at points, but the story is so compelling. Factual, and respectful, but not maudlin. Detailed and intricate, in a way that you can see it in front of your eyes, the "transports" - the thousands of human beings brought in on trains - 5,000 a day, from Poland, Germany, Czechoslovakia, Italy, Bulgaria, Greece, the Balkans. The organization and ruthless, systematic processing. Read it, know it, share it. Our history nearly ended here.