The Train Stopped Here
Railroad Tracks. An everyday object in our lives. But these tracks are different.
The citizens of Danask, Poland did not have tracks in their town until World War II. These tracks were built for one purpose only: to bring the Jewish people and prisoners of Poland to Stutthof Concentration Camp.
Perhaps the most chilling part of my trip to Stutthof was seeing these tracks miles before we arrived the camp. The tracks are now overgrown with wild flowers in the resident’s front yards. Everyday, citizens drive or walk over them, but they are no longer used. They were built for one purpose only.
The thought of the innocent being transported, the thought of their fear as they huddled together in the cars, the thought of what panicked thoughts were running through their minds as the train finally stopped. All of those thought are more than what I will ever be capable of knowing; I can only assume that the people on the cars wished that that train would continue on and drop them off at their own homes. But these tracks were built for one purpose only.