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ETA - the video is not mine, it's a viral thing floating around the web. It just reminded me of my Oncle, and was important to the anecdote I was relating.

My great uncle survived Dachau, after being sent there for being part of the Belgian Resistance. He loved this song.

Imagine, if you would, a bent and broken sixty six year old man with a disfigured leg and hands, limping heavily and using a cane, dancing awkwardly and painfully to this song, with tears of joy in his eyes.

"I survived," he'd tell me, voice choked with emotion. "For myself, for the friends lost, for the children killed, I will dance. And in dancing, they will be remembered."

Trust me, it sounded way better and more poetic in Flemish.

I was six the first time I saw him dance to this song. I was twelve when he died.

And each time I hear that song, I think of Oncle Jacques. I remember him, his stories, the tales he told of his friends. I think of his promise to always remember.

And then, since he's gone, I remember for him.

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