My Father’s Eyes
Aron Beidner was a Holocaust survivor who merited to live to 104.
My father Aron Beidner passed away in August of 2021 of COVID-related pneumonia. He had just celebrated his 104th birthday in July. Everyone said he was blessed with years. I had to agree. Though in my eyes and heart, he was far too young to die. I wrote the following essay and poem while he was still alive. I never felt quite ready to share these reflections until now. In light of recent events around the world and the commemoration Kristallnacht/Night of the Broken Glass, I feel they hold greater significance and a more sacred place in the world. I respectfully share them with you.
