Among all the crushing images I saw at the Auschwitz-Birdenau Memorial and Museum, it was the hair that had the most immediate and lasting effect. Actual hair sheared  from the heads of every man, woman, and child prisoner; disinfected; wound in balls; and placed in net bags.  I saw a roomful of this hair, discolored by the years, but unmistakably human brown, gray and white hair. My recording, I admit, was very emotional, but important for me to record.