“Travels to a Different Dimension” : Unknown Date in 1975: Warszawa and Treblinka, Poland: Was I In Treblinka and Why Can’t I Remember?  

As I sit down and write this I don’t know what has happened to me. How can a day disappear? How is it I remember so little of it? I keep thinking it was a nightmare I had. It goes something like this. I am in a rail car, a box car with slats in it so there is a bit of light streaming in.  There is a terrible sense of apprehension in the air. There are people behind me but I can’t see them. Shaking in fear I open the doors and see a brilliant blue sky and a forest. Beautiful pine trees in a sandy soil. The next thing I remember is an exhibition of children’s art. These children were in a concentration camp. A wave of sadness envelops me. I remember nothing more. How I got on the train, where I was going and how I returned. I think this is a nightmare as there are a couple of days that are fully accounted for and involved no train trip to a concentration camp if that is what it was. How is this possible a day has disappeared? This trip did not and could not have happened. That is until I see a train ticket stub in my pocket with “Malkinia” printed on it………..