Sitting behind a camera, listening to people recount the story of their lives - unedited and raw - is an overwhelming privilege anyway. But when those people are Holocaust survivors, the weight of responsibility to get it right seems strangely heavier.
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My father’s parents were Jewish who were both born in Germany. In 1933 my grandfather was a newly qualified lawyer when he was told that as a Jew he would now not be allowed to practice in Berlin.
After a spell in other European countries, they arrived in the UK in Feb 1934.
However, we recently discovered that our grandmothers cousin was taken to the Sachsenhausen prison camp, but was allowed to leave on the grounds they leave Germany right away and they to settled in the UK.