NEW TECH, 3-D HOLOGRAMS PRESERVE HOLOCAUST SURVIVOR STORIES
Fritzie Fritzshall knows she is running out of time.
She knows the day will come when she won’t be here to describe being herded onto a boxcar, hearing the cries that turned to whimpers that turned to the silence that signaled another death. And she won’t be able to tell of the doors opening to the Auschwitz-Birkenau death camp, where an old prisoner, as he unloaded the dead, whispered to her in Yiddish to lie to the guards about her age. That lie kept her out of a line to the
