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The story behind Ditmas

A child’s promise in darkness

The year is 1944. The place is crowded, enclosed by barbed wire and patrolled by soldiers whose eyes burn in cruelty. The air is thick with the acrid smell of smoke, despair, and the scent of death. Hunger gnaws at every stomach, and fear hangs heavy over the narrow streets.

A young boy stands in a long, silent line, awaiting his stale slice of bread and bowl of filthy water they call soup. His hands are thin and trembling, his frail body barely able to keep upright. Around him, quiet sobs echo—children too weak, too small to reach the food line at all. They collapse where they stand, succumbing to the hunger that steals their lives.

As his turn comes, this boy makes a vow from the depths of his heart:
“If I ever survive this nightmare, I will dedicate my life to saving children.”

From survivor to savior

This boy was Sander Oberlander. A Holocaust survivor who, against all odds, rebuilt his life and his spirit.

Years later, when he heard of a need for a place that could care for medically fragile children, Sander leaned in, asked questions, and listened to the parents who had nowhere to turn. While many dismissed the idea as financially unviable and far too complex to bring to life, Sander saw something else.

For him, it wasn’t a risk—but a calling.

The moment he had been waiting for.

The opportunity to fulfill the promise he made in that food line many decades before.

“Now it’s time to give back,”
he said. And with that, Ditmas Children’s was born.

A legacy of love

Though Sander is no longer among the living, his son Shabsy carries the Ditmas legacy with the same unwavering conviction that children deserve not only care, but dignity, joy, and love.

Today, Ditmas stands as a promise kept. A place built not for profit—but for purpose. A space where every child is seen, cherished, and cared for like their own.