The girl with red hair

I was standing on line in a small store, waiting to buy some fish. There were two other customers before me and I couldn't help but overhear their conversation. An elderly man was describing his experiences during the war years. I heard him say that he was put on a train destined for Treblinka.
As we exited the store, I struck up a conversation with the man, curious as to how he had survived. He told me that he had been in the Warsaw ghetto. At one point, he was sent on a train to Treblinka but he jumped off. I asked him if others had done the same. He told me that he had seen only one other person jump. He had witnessed a girl with red hair jumping off fifteen minutes before he took the plunge. She gave him the idea. Rather, he clarified, G-d had planted the idea in his head. He told me that there was only a small space from which to jump.
"It was not for fat people," he said. "I was twelve at the time. I am now seventy-nine."
A Polish farmer risked his life and hid him for a year. He told me this part of the story wonderingly, astonished that someone had risked his life to save a young boy.
"I think it was my grandmother, who, from the heavens, must have beseeched G-d to spare my life."
He remembered her as a righteous woman, always with a Tehilim or siddur in hand, constantly praying to G-d.
The man showed me a picture of his two red haired grandchildren.
"They go to a Jewish school," he proudly told me.
May he see much nachas from them.

Click on the link below to see a short video of a man who was pushed out of the train by his father. The last words uttered to him by his father were, "Zol Zayn a mentsch - Be a good person." All his life he strived to live up to his father's last instructions.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A5kqZd1IAKw&feature=channel