To my mind, there are two kinds of people: Those who are Holocaust survivors and those who aren’t

To my mind, there are two kinds of survivors: The ones who never talk about it,
and the ones who cannot stop.

And then, it seems, there are two kinds of survivors who talk about it: the ones who say “I am lucky” and the ones who say “Why me”? Sometimes they might say both.

And (also) then, there are two kinds of survivors who don’t talk about it:
the ones who act like it is still happening and the ones who act like nothing ever happened.

There are also those who at first did not speak, and then, finally did.

And perhaps those who initially spoke and then decided, for any or no reason, to stop.

But—
There is really only one kind of Child of Survivor:
The one who defeats Hitler every day, by way of his very existence.