Holocaust survivor Kitty Hart-Moxon narrates this story in the hope that it not be forgotten and will never happen again. I had no ancestors die in the war. But her summation sheds light on why my mother continued to destroy my sister and myself even though she was at the end of her life. Moxon says the Nazi regime could never let the barbaric acts in the camps leak to the outside world. They knew what they did was an abomination and letting people survive would be to have the world know how cruel and inhuman this supposedly advanced civilization was. So they continued killing prisoners and burning structures to the foundations. Anything to destroy evidence that the camp existed and to wipe the slate clean about it's purpose. I am sure that my mother thought by effectively ending our existence and any evidence of our existence, she could deny all the things we knew to be the truth and continue to control the narrative of her life from beyond the grave.
The murder and robbery that was long forgotten but still public record if one cared to look in the right place. Her numerous affairs with married men that broke up more than one marriage. How my sister and I grew up without a father because of her callous and reckless handling of the hearts of others. All evidence of her wrong doing would cease to exist if we ceased to exist. By killing us literally, or by killing us symbolically by ruining our credibility, would leave no one behind to tarnish her angelic persona with something as bothersome as the truth.