Suzanne Fields
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Nearly 20 years ago, the Berlin Wall finally came tumbling down. If Humpty Dumpty had been foolish enough to sit on it, that's where he would have had his fatal fall. Not all the East German guards nor all the Stasi operatives who spied on everyone could have put poor Humpty together again.

It was a defining moment for mankind, exposing the ultimate failure of the brutal and goofy Marxist economic system. As John F. Kennedy noted on his visit to the Wall in 1963: "There are some who say communism is the wave of the future. Let them come to Berlin."

My daughter, who lives in East Berlin where a stretch of the Wall still stands as a symbolic reminder of freedom's loss, guides visitors to the remnants of the wall to show them how times have changed. Houses in East Berlin that were in decrepit disrepair in 1989 because nothing had been done for them from the time the Wall went up a quarter of a century earlier, with fallen balconies and crumbling paint have become fashionably gentrified. The ground, bloodied by men and women killed trying to escape through no-man's land -- the deadly territory between the Wall and freedom -- is now green with fresh growth and dappled with new construction.

There's a baby boom in the East Berlin neighborhoods of Mitte and Prenzlauerberg, where young people, students and professionals, have moved. That's the ultimate vote for the future. The young people feel optimistic for the next generation.

The city of Berlin has been compared to Faust, with two spirits in the same breast, one terrible and one wonderful, and this was certainly true for the 18 years the Wall divided the city. Some Berliners soared above the city in balloons, gliders and small planes, fleeing to freedom. Others were shot like squirrels by the East Berlin guards, taking target practice at those who tried to climb over it.

Ironically, the Wall was demolished on the same date, 51 years earlier, of Kristallnacht, "the night of broken glass," that thrust the Nazis to national prominence. Synagogues were set afire and the windows of Jewish homes and businesses were smashed. Death stalked the burning buildings that were the beginning of the Holocaust.

History, as we all know, never stands still, which is why it's important that we mark the dates of tragedy and triumph challenging us all to celebrate heroes great and small who did their part to cherish life. I recently came across an obituary of Johtje Vos, who died last month at the age of 90. Mrs. Vos and her husband Aart saved 36 Jews in the Netherlands after the Nazi invasion, hiding them in their home at great danger to themselves and their four young children.

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Suzanne Fields

Suzanne Fields is currently working on a book that will revisit John Milton's 'Paradise Lost.'

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