It might not seem like much but for things to change that significantly in under 80 years is extraordinary.
I am a Jew without faith and yet I know that if such things were to happen again then the enemy wouldn't care about such intricacies. My grandfather, Zigi Shipper, was held captive in Auschwitz during the war and reduced to no more than a number - 84303. At that point, he had no home, no family, not even a name.
In January, Zigi will celebrate his 88th birthday. He has two daughters, six grandchildren and three great-grandchildren. The most recent addition to the family, my son, is named Isaac Zigi in honour of his heroic relative.
These things have to matter. It bears repeating, happy Hanukkah!