Today is a surprisingly emotional day for me. It’s the 75th anniversary of my grandfathers liberation from Nazi concentration camps. He was a mischling, his father a Czech jew from the Sudetenland and mother an Austrian catholic. From 14-18 years old he was subjected to slave labor in coal mines and working on various other Nazi projects. He sabotaged a pipeline he was working on, and was sent to dachau. Luckily, the allies were advancing too rapidly, and he was sent back to a gestapo camp, from which the Gestapo took him on a train to the west with the rest of the prisoners who had western connections to escape the wrath of the soviets. He escaped his new camp, and when he woke up on the 5th of May, where he was staying was occupied by American soldiers. So this stick and so much else is for this great man who overcame so much to live and die a successful and proud American.