The book, Night, by Elie Wiesel was first published in 1958. This book is an amazing testament of strength, hope, and even more than that, truth. Written as a memoir of his personal experience in a Nazi concentration camp, the author gives us one of the most honest accounts that I have ever had the pleasure (or the heartbreak) of reading. Mr. Wiesel takes us on the journey with him through hell on earth and does not spare us a single flame as we see innocence lost.

Elie Wiesel was born in a small community in Romania and raised to be the typical "good Jewish boy." In those times, life revolved around faith and family. He lived an ordinary life, yet untouched by the hate and horror that was to invade his life by his sixteenth year. Childlike innocence and his faith in God would be stolen by the most infamous enemy of the Jews in world history, the thief of Jewish jubilee, Adolph Hitler.

Elie had dreams of becoming more devout and educated in his faith, studying the Kaballah in his free time and constantly learning. Becoming a religious leader was one of his goals and he dedicated himself to achieving this. His faith was strong in those times, no doubt in the existence or the love of God had ever marked his soul or darkened his spirit.

When their Romamian village was invaded, Elie and his father were taken together to the same concentration camp in Auschwitz. His mother and sister were taken to another camp. They were killed immediately, although Elie did not know that at the time. As the train approached the destination of he and his father, they saw the smoke and the flames billowing high into the sky.

Elie recalls, "Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed. Never shall I forget that smoke. Never shall I forget the little faces of the children, whose bodies I saw turned into wreaths of smoke beneath a silent blue sky. Never shall I forget those flames which consumed my faith forever. Never shall I forget that nocturnal silence which deprived me, for all eternity, of the desire to live. Never shall I forget those moments which murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to dust. Never shall I forget these things, even if I am condemned to live as long as God Himself. Never."

Elie experienced quite possibly the first bitterness of his life. As the Nazis introduced him to the inhumanity they became famous for, he learned hate, both

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