A beautiful story told by a humble, Jewish man of nearly 75 years, named Yankel, who owned a bakery in a small town in Wigan. He had survived the concentration camps during the Nazi regime and always felt very happy to narrate his story to anyone who met him. He would make someone or the other who came to his bakery listen to his story and said, ‘You know why it is that I’m alive today?’ and when the person would ask, ‘Pray tell me, Sir?’ Yankel  like a small child narrate his story:

‘I was a kid, just a teenager at the time when the Germans were killing us Jews by the dozens. We all were on the train being taken to Auschwitz, in Germany. There were thousands of us all shivering and starving. Night came and it was deathly cold in that box car. They would leave the…