By: Mark Pierce


I have often given a lot of thought to my Dad—more so since I’ve been an adult than ever before. The reason is that during all my youth I never had a real idea of what he had gone through. In fact, it wasn’t until I had two grown children of my own that my father finally shared his story with me. Well, with me and with those groups and students he began telling his story to.


The way this happened was that my daughter was in high school and the teacher had asked the class if any of them knew anything about the Holocaust. My daughter raised her hand and said that she did…that her grandfather was in the Holocaust. My dad was nearing 85 at the time and had never elaborated on his experiences during the war. We knew he had been a prisoner, that he had a tattoo on his arm but not much more than this. Actually there was a twofold reason for this. (1) He didn’t want us kids (my sisters and me) to grow up hating anyone and (2) He found it too emotionally difficult to talk about those horrible years of suffering between 1939 and 1945. During those years my father’s parents, two of his brothers and a great many relatives and friends were tortured and murdered by the Nazis. What inspired my Dad finally to talk about it was that he thought that people should never forget so that another Hitler was never able to rise in power. The truth is that those experiences are still too difficult for my dad to talk about and so I read his story in front of audiences and he answers questions after the reading. My Dad is 90 years old at the writing of this article.


Going back to my own youth, my Dad and my Mom only talked to me about having understanding and compassion for people; they gave my sisters and me the value of being loving human beings. In fact, I never heard my Dad or Mom curse or belittle anyone. In fact, when I married, my best man was a German; my father treated him as he would treat anyone else. My bride (we’re still married for almost 30 years) was/is Polish. The Polish people were, by and large, exceedingly cruel to Jews during the war and most of the concentration camps were in Poland. My Dad greeted and treated my wife with acceptance and love. As I say, this is how I was raised. Some of the values that I was taught as the young boy growing up was never to judge others…never to hate…never to judge anyone for how much or little they had…to show compassion and be kind. Indeed, my Dad and Mom have been married now well over a half century and they both agree that the secret is simply remembering to be nice to each other.


I cannot say if I have always lived up to my Dad’s ideals but I can say that I have always tried.


With all this in mind, I suppose the reader is asking what the heck has John Baillie have to do with all this. Well, John recently interviewed my Dad on his radio program and asked my Dad what his secret was for moving on and building a life after six years in Nazi Concentration Camps. My Dad answered his question with his philosophy of kindness and caring and John gave my dad a most fitting and wonderful title—he told my Dad that he was The Ambassador of Love. As soon as I heard these kind words spoken to my Dad, I knew in my own heart that this name captured my Dad’s life and certainly my mother was all of this as well. Even driving my parents home after the show that day, those words kept echoing in my head. This was my dad, “The Ambassador of Love” and admittedly I filled with pride and yes…with a lot of love too!



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These are a few pages written from the heart with hope that it will reach the hearts of many. However, it is not a book that is to be read from cover to cover as most books are. This book if you will can be called a booklet, a coffee-table book or a gift book—name it what you like—is written to be read many times but at one (random) page at a time.

I like to call it a gift book. After all, it is written to gift everyone who reads it with a smile and a bit of wisdom that will help fill his or her lives with peace, love and joy.    

If this work accomplishes these aspirations, I will be highly pleased and deeply touched.




Altruism is most important to the loving heart, so each day I make the decision to love the world and all those whom I greet. In the doing, I will refuse to judge myself by others or others according to myself. I will give my love to everyone (even the unknown passerby) in the knowing that the more love I give, the more I will receive. The more that I receive, the more I will have to give.


Today I will care about all people, as caring is at the roots of all loving actions. After all, love without action is never love at all. Therefore, in the knowing of this, I will remember to put love into all that I do. I will do this awareness that all that which is done in love is made joyous including one’s daily toil. Indeed, today I will love both the wilting and blossoming flower, the green of grass and yes, even the sound of silence; I will love the calloused hands of the old and the outstretched fingers of the young; even the stones beneath my feet. All along my way, I will treat others as I would be treated as what is a greater act of love than this?


Today I will freely give my heart to all things knowing that what is projected into the Universe is always reflected and this is the great secret of true altruism; the great grasping of human endeavor. And so today, I will walk in love and when I can, I will gift the discouraged with hope, the frightened with courage, the sad with joy and the lonely with company…after all these are the true gifts of love and so of loving.


In matters of my loving a special mate, I will remember to be nurturing and always gentle with the one I’m with and who is with me; I will remember that we are both in the same world of uncertainties and that, together or apart, we are walking the path together.    



Love is the essence of life; it is the awakening of all that lives and thus dwells in all things—in the wheat of the field, the lion, the lamb, you and me…In ancient times it was said that love is transcendence and so it is, but it is also the most powerful of all human potentials. Love after all is the miracle maker: it is that which mends the broken, heals the wounds, creates the positive and makes the tears go away.


Today I will open my mind and heart to loving the world. I will refuse to fear either rejection or vulnerability and I will not seek reciprocation; I will simply love and so be loving—I will be loving in the knowledge that the more I give, the more I am given. Love after all is a well that cannot go dry, and a single pin drop of loving from this well can, upon desire, grow to fill the entire Universe. Therefore, I will say to the world today, I love you.


I will love the world today. I will celebrate each breath of my own life and so the breath of life itself. In the doing, I will greet all those along my path with love; I will put love into all my human actions and I will recognize the loving essence in everything regardless of the cloak or mask it wears—I will choose to see love’s manifestation in saint and sinner, poor and rich, weak and strong, young and old, sick and healthy and in both the wise and unwise. In the doing I will deconstruct all my biases and prejudices and simply be welcoming to all. Anyway, who among us is without flaws and frailties? Who among us does not have at least a few unloving yesterdays in our past and finally who among us does not desire to be loved and loving today? Today, I will be both the projection and reflection of love and in the doing, perhaps change a life, making a positive difference along my way.


In matters of my loving a special mate, I shall be both a teacher and student of our relationship. I will be a loyal companion, a supporting friend and a faithful lover…who loves.


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