The final line of Redlich's diary is heartstoppingly sad.
This book catalogs his life as an enslaved functionary at Terezin, the "model" Jewish ghetto that served as a Czech whistle stop for those facing extermination at the terminus of the Nazi crazy train.
By October 1944, Redlich had spent nearly three years living and working amid Terezin madness. Along the way, he married his Prague sweetheart. Against long odds, the couple gave birth to a son in April 1944.
But six months later, as Germany rushed to complete European Jewish depopulation as its defeat became inevitable, Gonda, Gerta and Dan Redlich were chosen for one of the final mysterious "transports to the East."
"Tomorrow we go, too, my son," Redlich wrote. "Hopefully, the time of our redemption is near."
In fact, what awaited them at Auschwitz a day or two later was a lethal dose of Zyklon B cyanide.
There would be no redemption.
Tragically, this book--written 75 years ago, with remarkable contextual footnotes added later by Saul S. Friedman--has fresh cultural relevance today in the U.S. (and much of Europe).
"America First" nationalism--anti-immigrant and anti-Semite--that surged during the Depression era is once again ascendant. Nazism has new appeal among certain young white men, who feel comfortable with public declarations of racism, such as "Jews will not replace us."
Poor Gonda Redlich must be turning in his grave.