A quiet Sunday in early September took us to Fort Breendonk, one of the best-preserved WWII prison camps in Europe. Behind its thick walls, more than 3,600 people were imprisoned during the German occupation.
Walking through the dark corridors, sleeping quarters, isolation cells and courtyards, history feels uncomfortably close. Many of the original spaces remain, while photographs and personal stories give names and faces to the people who were held here.
One small detail stayed with me most: the horses in the stables had names. The prisoners had numbers.
Not an easy place to photograph or visit, but an important one. A place that shows why remembering still matters.