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Holocaust Remembrance Day (Yom Hashoah): "Never Again: Heeding the Warning Signs"
Holocaust Remembrance Day (Yom Hashoah) is an international day of recalling the Warsaw Ghetto uprising. This day always falls on the 25th day of Nissan in the Jewish Calendar which is this day by our counting.
Read more on this year’s theme.
Themes of past years included: “Choosing to Acts: Stories of Rescue” (2012), “Justice and Accountability in the Face of Genocide: What Have We Learned?” (2011); “Stories of Freedom: What You Do Matters” (2010) and “Never Again: What You Do Matters” (2009).
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The 2013 Days of Remembrance invite us to look back 75 years at the events of 1938 and examine how citizens and countries responded to signs of impending war and the Holocaust.
In the pivotal year before Nazi Germany invaded Poland and launched World War II, intervention could have saved many lives. Why did so many fail to respond to the warning signs and what lessons do their actions hold for us today?
Themes of past years included: “Choosing to Acts: Stories of Rescue” (2012), “Justice and Accountability in the Face of Genocide: What Have We Learned?” (2011); “Stories of Freedom: What You Do Matters” (2010) and “Never Again: What You Do Matters” (2009).
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