Between 1933 & 1939, hundreds of laws, decrees, guidelines, and regulations increasingly restricted the civil and human rights of Jews in Germany. My dad, who was born in 1906, finally left Berlin in January of 1939. What was the last straw. It's the frog in the pot, right? The temperature gets a little more uncomfortable but it's not quite time to bolt, is it? Until, for millions of people, it was too late. I'm thinking about my father and I'm thinking about a situation I'm in that feels similar (although nothing to do with being Jewish) - things get a little worse & a little worse but there are still reasons to stay.Or are there? It's certainly a more muddled view from the middle. I understand better why people didn't get out of Europe earlier ~ it's hard to pack up & leave, will it be better elsewhere, I still have 6 months on my lease, my kid wants to finish the schoolyear, my health club membership is ....And the frog is boiled without knowing it.