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February 1, 2013

The same year I became Catholic, 1996, I took a trip to visit a friend in Philadelphia. We spent a week visiting the sites in Washington, D.C. One of the places I most wanted to visit was the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum, which had opened a few years previously to national acclaim.

It was a harrowing experience. We were given "passports" at the door with the life story of a victim told in succeeding pages...