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So the first group for whom this memorial is intended are people like Renata, and for people like my uncle, Karol. Uncle Karol was a young neurologist, a brilliant young man. He had some suspect political opinions—he was a communist—but he died because he broke the curfew in Warsaw. A German soldier told him to pull his trousers down. Because he did so, the soldier could see that he was a Jew, and he was put in the back of a lorry where he was shot dead, and he was never seen again. There is a grave in Warsaw—I have been to it—but it is empty. It was put there by my mother at the end of the war, and this is part of what we are remembering in what we are discussing here.