“Is there a way to be remembered forever?”
And do I even want this? Would it be just as well if the impact I make while living is my sole contribution? Or would I want to sit in front of people 100 years from now and tell them my story? After I die, some folks will have fond memories of me … and then eventually they’ll die too. Will that be it for me or do I want more?
The Holocaust Museum in Chicago has created a theatre in which an old man sits in front of an audience and tells them of his life as a Jewish boy in World War II. The fellow answering questions is not flesh and blood. He is a hologram – a three-dimensional image that you’d swear was a real person. Months before, Aaron had sat down with the high-tech folks. He answered 1500 questions while many cameras rolled. The theatre is interactive. Kids and adults can hear about his hiding in an attic for two years to escape the Nazis, and to escape the death that befell most of his family members. They also can ask Aaron about his favourite food. It’s barley soup.
It’s common for people to cry in the presence of the image, and to thank him at the end. For Aaron’s wisdom runs deep. “I realized that if I continued to hate, I’d be destroying my own life.”
Aaron was alive and well while the video I watched was being created. His eyes sparkled and his love for young people shone through. He had found his mission … speaking to thousands of folks every year about important stuff. Man’s inhumanity to man must stop.
Aaron smiles when he realizes that his talks with those who have come after will cease upon his death. “My hologram will take over the job.”
Ahh … to leave something precious behind
Or to merely walk off into the silence of the night
We get to choose