One of the most grueling, horrifying, and poignant books about the Holocaust I have ever read (and I have read quite a few). The author begins rather dryly, with lots of statistics and not really going beyond listing names, occupations, and dates of the Jewish families he follows throughout the book, he also repeats some of the information over and over which results in the first few chapters feeling choppy and disjointed. But there is no denying the book is a powerful memorial to the children of the Holocaust and their suffering. As the book progresses and the author focuses more on the post-war experiences of the survivors, the aforementioned shortcomings disappear and nothing disturbs the profound sadness which flows the reader. After all this time, after all my studies, I still do not comprehend, I do not understand and I do not think I ever will.