Wow. I bet that was incredible. There's something to that reality check when you meet someone like that."Man's Search for Meaning" changed my life perspective at a young age...we read it in 11th grade. Our class actually had a concentration camp survivor come in and talk about her experience and the book.
I did the Bataan Death March race out the White Sands Missile Range in NM. It's a memorial thing for the real Bataan Death March of WWII. 26.2 miles and it's hot and dusty. About mile 23, I'm feeling sorry for myself as my feet hurt in my fancy trail running shoes with smart wool socks and goretex gaiters and camelback hydration system.
I look up and there's a couple of 90 year old guys under an umbrella for shade.
They were WW II veterans and survived the real Death March hiking some 70 miles with no shoes and starving and sick from malaria and when you couldn't keep up, the Japanese soldiers shot you in the head and left you in the road. And their prize for finishing the march was arriving at a concentration camp.
That puts some perspective on things.