Today marks the 73rd anniversary of the liberation of Auschwitz-Birkenau. World leaders commemorated this day in various places, including at the Holocaust Museum in Washington, D.C. Six million Jews, including many members of my family were among those murdered. Slavs, Roma, people who were Gay, those with disabilities, religious leaders and many others who tried to shelter Jews died as well. My Dad always remarks about the one million Jewish children who were murdered and what they might have become someday. Perhaps one of them would have found the cure for Cancer or been a new Beethoven, we will never know. Now that I’m a Mom, I can’t stand thinking about the parents who had their children ripped from their arms and murdered. I also can’t believe that goes on today in Myanmar with the Rohingya.  Human cruelty seems to have no end. I hope we have learned something from those experiences 73 years ago. I was cheered to see that a new museum in Poland dedicated to a Polish family who had tried to save three Jewish families and were executed for their good deeds had opened. My family that were murdered were all Polish. My sister and niece recently visited Poland, something I thought no member of our family would ever do. They thought it was very interesting and parts beautiful. I had my own interesting experiences with three Polish wine writers in Portugal in 2016. We were on a press trip and they were some of the smartest, kindest and funniest guys I have met in the industry, not to mention the most well versed on wines. Here we are in shadow, enjoying wines in the Douro Valley. Unexpected.