At age 16, Carl H. Rosner already had endured the breakup of his parents’ marriage in Hamburg, Germany, life in an orphanage with other Jewish children, the Nazi-decreed closure of his school, harassment by stone-throwing ruffians in the street, and a cattle-car ride to the Buchenwald concentration camp.
“I was always optimistic,” he said later. “I figured this couldn’t last, that the Germans couldn’t succeed at what they were doing.”
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