August 1943 Piotrkow, Poland  The sky was gloomy that morning as we waited anxiously. All the men, women and children of Piotrolow"s Jewish ghrtto had been herded into a square.

Word had gotten around that we were being moved. My father had only recently died from typhus, which had run rampant through the crowded ghetto. My greatest fear was that our family would be separated.

'Whatever you do,' Isidore, my eldest brother, whispered to me, 'don't tell them your age. Say you're sixteen.

'I was tall for a boy of 11, so I could pull it off. That way I might be deemed valuable as a worker.

An SS man approached me, boots clicking against the cobblestones.
He looked me up and down, and then asked my age.

'Sixteen,' I said. He directed me to the left, where my three brothers and other healthy young men already stood.

My mother was motioned to the right with the other women, children, sick and elderly people.  I whispered to Isidore, 'Why?' He didn't answer.

I ran to Mama's side and said I wanted to stay with her.

No, 'she said sternly. 'Get away. Don't be a nuisance. Go with your brothers.'

She had never spoken so harshly before. But I understood: She was protecting me. She loved me so much that, just this once, she pretended not to. It was the last I ever saw of her.

My brothers and I were transported in a cattle car to Germany. 

We arrived at the Buchenwald concentration camp one night later and were led into a crowded barrack. The next day, we were issued uniforms and identification numbers.

'Don't call me Herman anymore.' I said to my brothers. 'Call me 94983.'

I was put to work in the camp's crematorium, loading the dead into a hand-cranked elevator.

I, too, felt dead. Hardened, I had become a number.

Soon, my brothers and I were sent to Schlieben, one of Buchenwald 's sub-camps near Berlin ...

One morning I thought I heard my mother's voice.

'Son,' she said softly but clearly, I am going to send you an angel.'

Then I woke up. Just a dream. A beautiful dream.

But in this place there could be no angels. There was only work. And hunger. And fear.

A couple of days later, I was walking around the camp, around the barracks, near the barbed-wire fence where the guards could not easily see. I was alone.

On the other side of the fence, I spotted someone: a little girl with light, almost luminous curls. She was half-hidden behind a birch tree.

I glanced around to make sure no one saw me. I called to her softly in German. 'Do you have something to eat?'

She didn't understand.

I inched closer to the fence and repeated the question in Polish. She stepped forward. I was thin and gaunt, with rags wrapped around my feet, but the girl looked unafraid. In her eyes, I saw life.

She pulled an apple from her woolen jacket and threw it over the fence.

I grabbed the fruit and, as I started to run away, I heard her say faintly, 'I'll see you tomorrow.'

I returned to the same spot by the fence at the same time every day. She was always there with something for me to eat - a hunk of bread or, better yet, an apple.

We didn't dare speak or linger. To be caught would mean death for us both.

I didn't know anything about her, just a kind farm girl, except that she understood Polish. What was her name? Why was she risking her life for me?

Hope was in such short supply, and this girl on the other side of the fence gave me some, as nourishing in its way as the bread and apples.

Nearly seven months later, my brothers and I were crammed into a coal car and shipped to Theresienstadt camp in Czechoslovakia .

'Don't return,' I told the girl that day. 'We're leaving.'

I turned toward the barracks and didn't look back, didn't even say good-bye to the little girl whose name I'd ever learned, the girl with the apples.

We were in Theresienstadt for three months. The war was winding down and Allied forces were closing in, yet my fate seemed sealed.

On May 10, 1945, I was scheduled to die in the gas chamber at 10:00 AM.

In the quiet of dawn, I tried to prepare myself. So many times death seemed ready to claim me, but somehow I'd survived. Now, it was over.

I thought of my parents. At least, I thought, we will be reunited.

But at 8 a.m. there was a commotion. I heard shouts, and saw people running every which way through camp. I caught up with my brothers.

Russian troops had liberated the camp! The gates swung open. Everyone was running, so I did too. Amazingly, all of my brothers had survived;

I'm not sure how. But I knew that the girl with the apples had been the key to my survival.

In a place where evil seemed triumphant, one person's goodness had saved my life, had given me hope in a place where there was none.

My mother had promised to send me an angel, and the angel had come.

Eventually I made my way to England where I was sponsored by a Jewish charity, put up in a hostel with other boys who had survived the Holocaust and trained in electronics. Then I came to America , where my brother Sam had already moved. I served in the U. S. Army during the Korean War, and returned to New York City after two years.

By August 1957 I'd opened my own electronics repair shop. I was starting to settle in.

One day, my friend Sid who I knew from England called me.

'I've got a date. She's got a Polish friend. Let's double date.'

A blind date? Nah, that wasn't for me.

But Sid kept pestering me, and a few days later we headed up to the Bronx to pick up his date and her friend Roma.

I had to admit, for a blind date this wasn't so bad. Roma was a nurse at a Bronx hospital. She was kind and smart. Beautiful, too, with swirling brown curls and green, almond-shaped eyes that sparkled with life.

The four of us drove out to Coney Island . Roma was easy to talk to, easy to be with.   Turned out she was wary of blind dates too!

We were both just doing our friends a favor. We took a stroll on the boardwalk, enjoying the salty Atlantic breeze, and then had dinner by the shore. I couldn't remember having a better time.

We piled back into Sid's car, Roma and I sharing the backseat.

As European Jews who had survived the war, we were aware that much had been left unsaid between us. She broached the subject, 'Where were you,' she asked softly, 'during the war?'

'The camps,' I said. The terrible memories still vivid, the irreparable loss...I had tried to forget. But you can never forget.

She nodded. 'My family was hiding on a farm in Germany , not far from Berlin ,' she told me. 'My father knew a priest, and he got us Aryan papers.'

I imagined how she must have suffered too, fear, a constant companion. And yet here we were both survivors, in a new world.

'There was a camp next to the farm.' Roma continued. 'I saw a boy there and I would throw him apples every day.'

What an amazing coincidence that she had helped some other boy. 'What did he look like? I asked.

'He was tall, skinny, and hungry. I must have seen him every day for six months.'

My heart was racing. I couldn't believe it.  This couldn't be.

'Did he tell you one day not to come back because he was leaving Schlieben?'

Roma looked at me in amazement. 'Yes!'    

'That was me!'       I was ready to burst with joy and awe, flooded with emotions. I couldn't believe it!   My angel.

'I'm not letting you go.' I said to Roma. And in the back of the car on that blind date, I proposed to her. I didn't want to wait.

'You're crazy!' she said. But she invited me to meet her parents for Shabbat dinner the following week.

There was so much I looked forward to learning about Roma, but the most important things I always knew: her steadfastness, her goodness. For many months, in the worst of circumstances, she had come to the fence and given me hope. Now that I'd found her again, I could never let her go.

That day, she said yes. And I kept my word. After nearly 50 years of marriage, two children and three grandchildren, I have never let her go.

Herman Rosenblat of Miami Beach , Florida

Now a comment from the Parowan Prophet: Some people just do not think that God is aware of our lives and what we do. The opposite of this story is about the millions of people who would rather keep foolish vain traditions than save their posterity.
Jeremiah 10 says it is vain to cut Christmas trees and decorate them. But Clergy, Ministers, leaders, everyone, would rather have their people die than give up their vain traditions. You are among the people who ignore God. Now what are you going to do to save your posterity? 
  
   "But pray ye that your flight be not in the winter, neither on the 
      sabbath  day: For then shall be great tribulation,  
      such as was not since the beginning of the world to this time, no,
      nor ever shall be."  Matthew 24:20-21

    Most people would rather die than believe what God has
    commanded. 

               
             
                

   No English dictionary has been able to adequately explain the difference between COMPLETE and FINISHED. However, in a recent linguistic conference held in London, England, and attended by some of the best linguists in the world: Samsundar Balgobin, a Guyanese, was the clear winner.

His final challenge was this: Some say there is no difference between COMPLETE and FINISHED. Please explain the difference between COMPLETE and FINISHED in a way that is easy to understand.   Here is his astute answer:

"When you marry the right woman, you are COMPLETE. But, when you marry the wrong woman, you are FINISHED. And when the right one catches you with the wrong one, you are COMPLETELY FINISHED!"

His answer was received with a standing ovation lasting over 5 minutes. 

In Matthew 24:36 Jesus said: "But of that day and hour knoweth no man, no, not the angels in heaven, but my father only." The reason no man knows the day and hour World War 3 begins is because here in Utah 8 PM 
                               is 7 am Moscow
                                 10 PM New York 
                                 12 PM Tokyo 
                                   9 PM Mexico City
                                   2 PM Sydney & Melbourne
                                   5 am  Jerusalem 
                                   3 am  London 
                                   4 am  Rome  
           So who's time record will be the official time for
World War 3 to begin? I can tell you from what I have seen that it will be when the days are very short, and nights long. A few hours after Sundown here in Utah the attack on the USA begins. So who's time is right? No man knows the day or hour, because it is different days and hours around the world. "BOOM" it begins. 
                             ARE YOU READY YET?
                                            IF 
  You don't think Nuclear War can begin during Christmas Holidays then consider this. January 7th. is Christmas in Russia.
 
"And this shall be the plague wherewith the Lord will smite ALL the people that HAVE fought against Jerusalem; Their flesh shall consume away while they stand upon their feet, and their eyes shall consume away in their holes, and their tongue shall consume away in their mouth."    Zechariah 14:12
AND 
"The great day of the Lord is near, it is near, and hasteth greatly, even the voice of the day of the Lord: the mighty man shall cry there bitterly. 
 15 That day is a day of wrath, a day of trouble and distress, a day of wasteness and desolation, a day of darkness and gloominess, a day of clouds and thick darkness,  CLICK HERE see the day of clouds
 16 A day of the trumpet and alarm against the fenced cities, and against the high towers.
(See the trumpet CLICK HERE) 

 17 And I will bring distress upon men, that they shall walk like blind men, because they have sinned against the Lord: and their blood shall be poured out as dust, and their flesh as the dung. 
 18 Neither their silver nor their gold shall be able to deliver them in the day of the Lord’s wrath; but the whole land shall be devoured by the FIRE of his jealousy: for he shall make even a speedy riddance of all them that dwell in the land."    Zephaniah 1:14-18
     
(He is jealous about CHRISTmas traditions, teaching children to be good for SANTA,
same 5 letters as SATAN, NOT God.)
    Oh you see no harm in that, OK, so just let your posterity die))
        Both scriptures are in the Bible that you do not believe.

Revelation given 12/26/12 @ 1:30 pm. "Thus Saith the Lord: Because of Covetness and Pride my people hath embraced apostasy. They have departed from my word I gave in my commandments. I called thee, and told thee when my judgments would come. Ye have been faithful to my command not to speak that to those without faith. With great surprise I come as a thief. If men would heed thy words they would be prepared before the day of my vengeance. Ye have done well to believe my son, because ye acknowledge my word in all things, I call you my friend. Seek that ye may establish a council of friends. That which ye have written shall soon be plain to those I have left to repent.
My judgments will continue to burn the tares. Until the earth is almost wasted. The righteous will plead day and night for my fire. Amen"   
  On the Internet @ 2 PM.      See Scenario CLICK HERE

"Woe unto them that call evil good, AND good evil, that put darkness for light, AND light for darkness; that put bitter for sweet, AND sweet for bitter!" Isaiah 5:20   He was a prophet that saw out time. Consider this:

   We know that we live in a country of idiots when:
An 80 years old woman is stripped searched at the Airport. But a Muslim woman in a black Burka is only subject to having her head and neck searched.

You can get arrested for expired liscense tags on your car, BUT not for being in the country illegally.

The Supreme Court rules that lower courts cannot display the Ten Commandments, in their courtrooms while they sit in front of a display of the Ten Commandments.

The Government thinks the best way to get out of debt is to spend trillions of borrowed dollars.

A seven year old boy gets disciplined for calling his teacher "cute"
But the schools can show diversity in sexual exploration classes, about homosexuality.

Working class people pay for their own health care, and unmarried women have many free babies at State expense, the general public pays for.

When hardworking people have to pay more taxes. And lazy people get ETB cards, WIC checks, subsidized housing, free cell phones, food stamps, and every welfare handout available.

Instead of going to work, people get 99 weeks of unemployment checks. Sit at home and watch TV and make more babies for the State to pay for.

When Government can add chlorine, and fluoride to the water but does not allow people to drink fresh raw milk from a cow.

Where 499 0f every 500 people have never spent one half hour reading the Constitution. And the idiots want to take away your rights to protect yourself with a Gun that does not work unless the trigger is pulled.
    By taking away your Gun rights they say it makes you "safe".

Where in January 2011 the Constitution was read for the first time ever in the USA Congress chambers. They argued so much it took 90 minutes to read a document the average person can read in one half hour. That's one hour of Bull Shit to their credit.  

When Government has more power than the individual person, the Devil rules. It is called Demonracy.

When children are forciably removed from a home where they are spanked, and kids of drug addicts, are left in drug cesspools of homes.

Where Politicians have their own healthcare system, don't expect them to make wise decisions about everyone else. Make their system the same as ours and then it would get fixed.

When the USA public pays for politicians retirement forever. For just one term in office.  
 
When kids have to get a note from home to go on a School field trip, but they can get an abortion without parents permission. Is that stupid!

Where using the "N' word for a nigger is considered hate speech, but a nigger rapper can call brothers niggers and sing about killing women and cop's is just considered "Art"  Give me a break stupid people.

A Sperm doner is forced to pay child support to a lesbian couple who payed for artifical insemination using his sperm from a sperm bank.

"IF" some guy in Parowan can see the truth about our degenerate Nation. Do you really think God is deaf and dumb, and blind? We will get just what we deserve soon. He is going to whip the Dung, (shit) out of us.