On the morning of Nov. 10, 1938, Fritz Ottenheimer was awakened by an explosion that shook
his bed.

Ottenheimer was just 13 then — a boy living in Konstanz, Germany. And he was a Jew. — Jennifer Reeger, Pittsburgh Tribune-Review

Last night, my son and I attended Seton Hill’s Kristallnacht memorial service. It’s generally a good sign when they start running out of programs and ask people in the audience to share. I’ve never before seen such a crowd for this program. (I understand the men’s and women’s basketball teams showed up en masse.)

During the service, I was saddened to hear of the recent death of Jack Sittsamer, a Holocaust survivor whose life was the basis of the play Mazel (which I saw with my son at SHU a few years ago).