This is the taxi driver we call all the time to get us around. Sometimes we have to use him most of the day when we do missionary apartment checks. We were always asking him, along with other couple missionaries, to have the missionaries over to teach him. We found out while visiting this mamoral that he was Jewish. Now we know why he was alway reluctent. He is a wonderful person. He took us to this Jewish holacost mamoral that is on the outside boundries of the city of Kharkov. There are others like it in Ukraine.

This is a Manora before you get to the place we stood in the first picture.

This is a plack explaining what took place here. These people were not ghetto type people it is just that they were forced into these ghettos before they were finally killed.

This is a plack up the stairs where we were standing and below this mamoral is a room with all the names they could find of the people that were killed here.

In this ravien by the row of green trees is where the bodies were thrown after the people was shot. They are still there today. I can't imagine what kind of thinking goes into why someone would do such a thing.