Obviously I'm not a descendent of a Holocaust survivor; the reason I'm answering this question is because as a child, I was madly in love with someone who might have been one. I was only in the 6th grade, but I never forgot him; he was good-looking, upbeat, eternally cheerful, and great in sports. He was everything I wanted to be. I met his mother; she scared me. She seemed really fierce, like the sort of person you don't cross.
Looking back, I realize some things about her; she was short, and had black hair, unlike her tall blond son. She also had a heavy German accent. She obviously was exposed to the Holocaust; she may have even been Jewish. As for her presence, no doubt that was her coping mechanism.
The guy always put up a positive act, and was very private about his life. We befriended each other on FaceBook, and I discovered he was an agnostic. I also discovered though he had a family of his own, he experienced a lot of turbulence.
I wonder if I was so attracted to him, and remember him after all this time, because I grew up with a lot of family strife, and clicked with him on a subliminal level. I know I have always had a fascination with Jews, greatly admiring them, and wishing I could emulate them. Even though they are the most persecuted people on Earth, many of the world's most prominent people are Jews.