You never know who you might meet while in Rome. Just yesterday while at Rome's main train station yours truly wandered into a bookshop and in walked the one who apparently is the last living member of Rome's pre-war Jewish community who came back alive from Auschwitz. His name is Alberto Sed. It was lovely to chat with him and to hear him speak of America with such joy; the Americans liberated him in 1945. In Auschwitz his mother and baby sister died in a gas chamber (sono finite subito nella camera a gas) while his other sister made it out after Dr. Mengele destroyed her body for life. The eyes never change. As I looked into his beautiful eyes - eyes that were a multiplicity of colors - I saw for a moment something deeply sacred. The eyes are the window to the soul. This man was able to forgive and go on to lead a happy, normal life. From the bosom of Abraham, may the Father be praised.