I can’t call this a review, it’s more of a sincere 'thank you’ to Diana Wichtel for writing this book. Having read and relished her columns for years, I (and probably quite a few others) bought 'Driving to Treblinka’ mostly out of respect for this very talented lady. It seems a bit of wine went into putting it together, and I confess a bit of wine went into me while I read it. Parts of it are heart-warming, parts are bone-chilling, parts are funny as hell and parts are terribly difficult to read. While turning the pages it feels a little like listening to an old friend relating something deeply personal about events that are impossible for most of us to comprehend but which must never, ever be forgotten.