Maus by Art Spiegelman

As time does what it does (goes on), the survivors of the Holocaust begin to become lost to us here in the present. As a young adult in her early 20s, I can’t say that I have any idea what World War Two was like. Of course I know the logistics of the war: who was in power in what country, the economic strife of Germany, who was on what side, the invasion in Poland, what blitzkerg means, Hilter not wanting to play nice with the Jews, the horrific happenings of concentration camps, etc. Thank you high school history class. But that is where my knowledge of the war ends. Luckily, Spiegelman draws a vivid picture of the Holocaust with the help of his father Vladek Spiegelman.

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