Thursday, February 20, 2020

The Silence of GOD: A true account by The People of the Holocaust



The work is a compilation, from various first hand accounts, of the events related to holocaust and in particular to Poland, especially Warsaw.

As such, it's a reading harder than most memoirs, since the events, emotions, horror and more, are here in the most skeletal forms. These accounts were recorded by those eyewitnessing the whole thing, and are a raw level of horror that belongs to life, court testimonies and documentations.

These documentspations were done consciously by those suffering, undergoing and witnessing the events they wrote about, as they became aware of their being cut off from the world, which was done deliberately by the invader occupying Germans; if foùnd, the diaries and other writings were destroyed.

So these people went to great lengths to collect and preserve these accounts, by burying them, and survivors who knew about it recovered some after the war.

As such, there is very little in nature of commentary, and the end is quite abrupt. It's not just historic and realistic, it's reality of holocaust.
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The preface begins with a hearbreaking address to the reader by a holocaust survivor, and goes on to give details of the horror, before saying something about the identity of the person:-

"... The book about the is Jankiel Wiernik. He was held prisoner there for a full year. Together with others, he organized a successful uprising there, set fire to and destroyed the camp, killed the German and Ukrainian jailers and escaped with a large group of other Treblinka victims."

"Wiernik was deported to Treblinka on August 23, 1942 and there was assigned to the brigade handling the corpses of the murdered Jews. He participated in the revolt of the camp prisoners on August 2, 1943 and managed to escape. He got in touch with his friends in Warsaw and was provided a temporary shelter in the woods where he wrote down his ghastly reminiscences."
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Quoted from the preface, the said details of the horror:-

"It was in Warsaw, August 23. We could hear firing going on and suddenly the voice of a German policeman calling: "Alle raus!" I was in the home of a neighbor. We were all forced to go into the street where many other Jews, men and women of all ages and children were already gathered. Scharfuehrer Franz with a sadistic smile on his face and his dog, Bary, at his feet, was already busy sorting out people, one here, one there. I'll never forget his face. I was standing in line opposite my own house in Wolyriska Street.

"Around us were German and Ukrainian guards, already dividing and quarreling over loot taken from Jewish homes. We were ordered to proceed to Zamenhofa Street while German photographers photographed the scene. None of us realized where we were being sent. When we came to the station, there were empty wagons waiting. We were ordered to enter them, eighty in each. I had left all my things at home, all I had on was trousers, shirt and slippers. The doors were slammed, and then we realized that there was no return.

"We left Warsaw that day and under most terrible conditions we came to Malkinia. Here Ukrainians entered, demanding that we should surrender everything to save our lives. Many gave rings and all other articles they had, I had nothing to give. In the morning, the train went on and we came to Treblinka.

"When I arrived at the camp, three gas chambers were already in operation; another ten were added while I was there. A gas chamber measured 5 x 5 meters and was about 1.90 meters high. The outlet on the roof had a hermetic cap. The chamber was equipped with a gas pipe inlet and a baked tile floor slanting towards the platform. The brick building which housed the gas chambers was separated from Camp No. 1 by a wooden wall. This wooden wall and the brick wall of the building together formed a corridor which was 80 centimeters taller than the building. The chambers were connected with the corridor by a hermetically fitted iron door leading into each of the chambers. On the side of Camp No. 2, the chambers were connected by a platform four meters wide, which-ran alongside all three chambers. The platform was about 80 centimeters above ground level. There was also a hermetically fitted wooden door on this side.

"Each chamber had a door facing Camp No. 2 (1.80 by 2.50 meters), which could be opened only from the outside by lifting it with iron supports and was closed by iron hooks set into the sash frames, and by wooden bolts. The victims were led into the chambers through the doors leading from the corridor, while the remains of the gassed victims were dragged out through the doors facing Camp No. 2. The power plant operated alongside these chambers, supplying Camps 1 and 2 with electric current. A motor taken from a dismantled Soviet tank stood in the power plant. This motor was used to pump the gas, which was let into the chambers by connecting the motor with the inflow pipes. The speed with which death overcame the helpless victims depended on the quantity of combustion gas admitted into the chamber at one time."

"The machinery of the gas chambers was operated by two Ukrainians. One of them, Ivan, was tall, and though his eyes seemed kind and gentle, he was a sadist. He enjoyed torturing his victims. He would often pounce upon us while we were working; he would nail our ears to the walls or make us lie down on the floor and whip us brutally. While he did this, his face showed sadistic satisfaction and he laughed and joked. He finished off the victims according to his mood at the moment. The other Ukrainian was called Nicholas. He had a pale face and the same mentality as Ivan.

"The day I first saw men, women and children being led into the house of death I almost went insane. I tore at my hair and shed bitter tears of despair. I suffered most when I looked at the children, accompanied by their mothers or walking alone, entirely ignorant of the fact that within a few minutes their lives would be snuffed out amidst horrible tortures. Their eyes glittered with fear and still more, perhaps, with amazement. It seemed as if the question, "What is this? What's it all about?" was frozen on their lips. But seeing the stony expressions on the faces of their elders, they matched their behavior to the occasion. They either stood motionless or pressed tightly against each other or against their parents, and tensely awaited their horrible end.

"Suddenly, the entrance door flew open and out came Ivan, holding a heavy gas pipe, and Nicholas, brandishing a saber. At a given signal, they would begin admitting the victims, beating them savagely as they moved into the chamber. The screams of the women, the weeping of the children, cries of despair and misery, the pleas for mercy, for God's vengeance ring in my ears to this day, making it impossible for me to forget the misery I saw.

"Between 450 and 500 persons were crowded into a chamber measuring 25 square meters. Parents carried their children in their arms in the vain hope that this would save their children from death. On the way to their doom, they were pushed and beaten with rifle butts and with Ivan's gas pipe. Dogs were set upon them, barking, biting and tearing at them. To escape the blows and the dogs, the crowd rushed to its death, pushing into the chamber, the stronger ones shoving the weaker ones ahead of them. The bedlam lasted only a short while, for soon the doors were slammed shut. The chamber was filled, the motor turned on and connected with the inflow pipes and, within 25 minutes at the most, all lay stretched out dead or, to be more accurate, were standing up dead. Since there was not an inch of free space, they just leaned against each other."

"A pack of dogs, along with Germans and Ukrainians, had been let loose on us. Almost one-fourth of the workers was killed. The rest of us tossed their bodies into the ditches without further ado. Fortunately for me, when the Hauptmann left, the Unterscharfuhrer relieved me from this work.

"Between ten and twelve thousand people were gassed each day. We built a narrow-gauge track and drove the corpses to the ditches on the rolling platform.

"While I was working in Camp No. 1, many transports arrived. Each time a new transport came, the women and children were herded into the barracks at once, while the men were kept in the yard. The men were ordered to undress, while the women, naively anticipating a chance to take a shower, unpacked towels and soap. The brutal guards, however, shouted orders for quiet, and kicked and dealt out blows. The children cried, while the grown-ups moaned and screamed. This made things even worse; the whipping only became crueler.

"The women and girls were then taken to the "barber shop" to have their hair clipped. By now they felt sure that they would be taken to have a shower. Then they were escorted, through another exit, to Camp No. 2 where, in freezing weather, they had to stand in the nude, waiting their turn to enter the gas chamber, which had not yet been cleared of the last batch of victims.

"All through that winter, small children, stark naked and barefooted, had to stand out in the open for hours on end, awaiting their turn in the increasingly busy gas chambers. The soles of their feet froze and stuck to the icy ground. They stood and cried; some of them froze to death. In the meantime, Germans and Ukrainians walked up and down the ranks, beating and kicking the victims.

"Often people were kept in the gas chambers overnight with the motor not turned on at all. Overcrowding and lack of air killed many of them in a very painful way. However, many survived the ordeal of such nights; particularly the children showed a remarkable degree of resistance. They were still alive when they were dragged out of the chambers in the morning, but revolvers used by the Germans made short work of them...."
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The introduction clarifies further about this work.

"Before World War II, Warsaw was the home of the largest Jewish community in Europe and the center of Jewish cultural, social and political life in Poland. It was a source of renewal and revival not only for Polish Jewry but for Jewry the world over. In 1939, this gigantic reservoir of Jewish strength was occupied by the Nazis. They created in Warsaw the largest ghetto in history. Into its overcrowded area, they jammed the three hundred fifty thousand Jews of Warsaw and thousands of Jewish expellees and refugees from various Polish provinces, and even from Western and Central Europe, until the Warsaw ghetto overflowed with more than five hundred thousand inhabitants.

"The story of the Warsaw ghetto is, therefore, more than a mere local phenomenon. In its sufferings and its desperate struggle, almost all the important features of Nazi anti-Jewish policy are reflected. To study the stirring accounts of the Warsaw ghetto is to become acquainted with the horrible mechanism of totalitarian methods of degradation, de-humanization, depersonalization and, in the last stage, with the "techniques" of genocide.

"Moreover, the Jewish revolt in Warsaw is almost unique in its historical significance. Probably, it had no more military effect on the course of the war against the Germans than did the heroic resistance of the three hundred Spartans at Thermopylae in halting the march of the Persian hordes into Greece. But both events had a deep moral impact. Both testify that, in the final test, moral factors prove stronger than brute force and terror."

"More than ever the world needs a warning reminder of the ruthless and coldly calculated crimes, including genocide, of which the totalitarian regimes are capable. Whatever their color—black or brown, red or white —they inevitably bring havoc and destruction when they run rampant in our troubled, twisted world and when they are unchecked by the vigorous will of free men.

"This anthology—which depicts the Warsaw Jewish community from the beginning of World War II to the liberation of Warsaw (1939-45)—is not composed, as is usually the case, of selected essays or excerpts from monographs. All secondary accounts have been eliminated, as well as scholarly or literary elaborations upon the momentous experience of the Warsaw Jews. It is, rather, based on original sources, records of human sufferings, as well as documents of revolt against slavery and oppression. Here the reader will find eye-witness accounts, memoirs, diaries, minutes and protocols, official reports and battle bulletins, statements, proclamations, ordinances, letters, contemporary folksongs and poetry, and children's songs and stories. Thus, the editor has tried to plunge the reader directly into the day-by-day life and strife of the ghetto, into the whirlpool of feelings and emotions, into the maze of various, sometimes contradictory, currents and problems which moved and stirred the inhabitants of the ghetto."

"Most of the texts used in this book were not available in English and were translated from the Polish, Yiddish, German and French originals by Dr. David Chazen. Wherever original English texts or printed translations had been used the genuine style and other linguistic particularities of the pertinent source material have been left unchanged."
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"September 1939

"... The Germans come to a Jewish family and rob it of virtually all its belongings. They take away pictures, rugs, furniture, shoes, etc. The mother begs them to leave the little bed for her child. The answer is that a Jewish child does not need a bed. German soldiers visit Dr. Brokman's home, and steal. They express their surprise that there are so few shirts. He tells them that he is not a wealthy man. "Yes," confirms the German, "with honesty you cannot get rich," and he steals some more. A music teacher is paid a visit by two German soldiers who pick up the piano. They order her to play for them. The teacher starts to play Beethoven. The Germans get sentimental; every German has a feeling for music. One of them is even ready to leave the piano, but the other gets angry: "These Jews even have a Bechstein piano! Aren't they indeed vicious people?" And the piano disappears from the apartment. The libraries of the Jewish doctors are being requisitioned. The physicians and scholars of the gentlemanly nation are not bashful about using Jewish books. A young German officer-physician appears in the home of Dr. Srebrny, the well-known old laryngologist and grabs his library. Dr. Srebrny had published many works, some in German. At the moment one of his works, written in German, is lying on his desk. The following conversation takes place between them: "Is this your work?" asks the German doctor. "Yes, I wrote it at a time when science was still respected by the Germans." "But now times have changed," says the German, "didn't you ever hear how the Roman soldier killed Archimedes?" And now Dr. Srebrny gives the reply that should burn every German with the flame of shame: "Yes, but the name of Archimedes is known to you, to me, and to others, while nobody knows the name of the Roman soldier."

"... Jews are not allowed to have more than two-thousand zlotys in cash. During a search of the home of a Jewish lawyer it turned out that the searching officer and his victim had formerly been university colleagues. A conversation ensues and memories are refreshed. Soon they indulge in common reminiscences of past years of adolescence. Then suddenly the German asks: "How much money do you have?" The lawyer, still inhaling the balmy air of his past youth, tells the truth. He has a few thousands. To this his colleague replies: "Then give me half of it."

"(Hirszfeld, pp. 185-186)"
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"... Despite the wishes of its members, the Judenrat was forced to become an instrument of anti-Jewish policy of the authorities. The blows of the Nazis were struck at the Jews through the Judenrat, which acted as the involuntary agent of the occupation in the Jewish community.

"(Goldstein, pp. 35-36)"
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"Although there were no newspapers and no radio, the news of the menace of the Ghetto spread like lightning among the Jewish population and stirred up a terrible commotion among them. Thousands of people gathered in front of the Community Council building...

"... In the course of the day the panic among the crowds of Jews gathered in the streets reached such a point that it was feared they would demolish the whole building. Then the representative of the workers, Zygelboim, undertook a hazardous step. He offered to address the crowds, along with Dr. Szoszkes, and to try to calm them down. After Dr. Szoszkes had informed the crowd about the situation, the representative of the workers stood up in the middle of the street and harangued the more than ten thousand Jews gathered there with words of comfort and hope. He appealed to their sense of dignity, called on them to stay in their homes until they were driven out by force, and pleaded that nobody go into the ghetto voluntarily..."

"(Zygelboim, pp. 131-135)"
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"The first Nazi blackmail affair

"... Then occurred the affair of Number 9, Nalewki Street.

"A convict who had been released at the beginning of the hostilities lived there. On a Thursday evening toward the end of November, this robber had decided to "do a job" with two of his cronies. Interrupted by two Polish policemen, the burglars took to their heels and sought refuge in the courtyard of number nine. The police followed, and presently shots rang out. One of the policemen slumped to the ground, fatally shot, while the desperados made good their escape.

"Immediately, the Gestapo imposed a fine of three million zlotys on the Jewish Community, payable the following Saturday night... The next day, at eleven o'clock in the morning, a car drew up at the door of Number 9, Nalewki Street, and all the men and boys in the house were taken away. No distinction was made between permanent residents and casual visitors. Fifty-three persons were removed, including young boys twelve and thirteen years old.

"... Eight days later news was received that all fifty-three had been shot on the day of their arrest, the pretext being that they had not assisted the police in apprehending the burglars. This was also the explanation subsequently published in the Nowy Kurjer Warszawski (New Warsaw Courier).

"(A. Weiss, pp. 485-487)"
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"The Divide and Rule policy in operation: hooligans attack, while the German wire-pullers watch and smile. Early in April 1940, just before the Easter Holiday, a Polish hooligan attacked an old religious Jew on a Praga [suburb of Warsaw] street and began to tear out his beard and side locks. Comrade Friedman, a husky, well-built slaughterhouse worker, happened by. He came to the defense of the helpless old man and gave the Pole a thorough beating. A crowd gathered quickly, and a street battle broke out between Jews and Poles. German police arrested Friedman and shot him the following day. The Jews of Praga waited in terror for the consequences of Friedman's boldness. But the pogrom that followed had obviously been organized long before this incident. Groups of hooligans, mostly youths, stormed through the Jewish sections of Warsaw.

"They charged down the streets shouting, "Beat the Jews! Kill the Jews!" They broke into Jewish homes and stores, smashed furniture, seized valuables, and beat the occupants...

"... The Germans did not intervene. They neither helped nor hindered the pogromists. We saw many smiling German cameramen recording the scenes with relish. We later learned that the pictures appeared in German magazines. They were also shown in movie theatres as graphic evidence that the Poles were winning their freedom from Jewish domination..."
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"(From an affidavit by a refugee, Dr. S.S. dated May 12, 1940, in Jerusalem).

"The Passover pogrom continued about eight days. It began suddenly and stopped as suddenly. The pogrom was carried out by a crowd of youths, about one thousand of them, who arrived suddenly in the Warsaw streets. Such types have never before been seen in the Warsaw streets. Clearly these were young ruffians specially brought from the suburbs. From the characteristic scenes of the pogrom I mention here a few:

"On the second day of Passover, at the corner of Wspolna and Marszalkowska Streets about thirty or forty broke into and looted Jewish hat shops. German soldiers stood in the streets and filmed the scenes.

"... The Polish youngsters acted alone, but there have been instances when such bands attacked the Jews with the assistance of German military. The attitude of the Polish intellectuals toward the Jews was clearly a friendly one, and against the pogrom. It is a known fact that at the corner of Nowogrodzka street and Marszalkowska a Catholic priest attacked the youngsters participating in the pogrom, beat them and disappeared. These youngsters received two zlotys daily from the Germans.

"(Black Book, pp. 30-31)
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"October 31 was set as the deadline for the complete exchange of populations."

Jews were supposed to move into ghetto, but the boundaries kept moving, and often Jews lost everything because of that. Also, they weren't supposed to use the word 'ghetto.

".. The walls on the Rymarska which had been built before were now made even higher. They make the impression of real prison walls. "They intend to bury us alive"—these words characterize the mood of the Jews..."

During last week of October 1940, six hundred thousand people moved due to orders about Jews moving to ghetto; on November 15, they found the ghetto enclosed in barbed wire, with guards posted across, so Jews couldn't go out to work.

"On February 12, 1941, seventeen people previously sentenced to death for illegal trespassing in the "Aryan section" lost their lives. The execution took place in the Jewish jail on Gesia Street.

"At four A.M., shrill cries notified the neighborhood that "justice" was being meted out, that seventeen outcasts, including four children and three women, were being duly punished for leaving the ghetto in pursuit of a piece of bread or a few pennies. Cries from other jail cells could also be heard, the voices of future victims awaiting trial for the same offense, a total of seven hundred people. The same afternoon the entire Jewish population was notified of the execution by special posters sighed by the German Commissar of the ghetto, Dr. Auerswald...

"... In mid-May 1942, 110 prisoners of the so-called Central Jail (Gesiowka), arrested for illegal crossing to the "Aryan side," were executed. One of our comrades (Grylak) saw the prisoners being led out of the jail and into special trucks. Almost all of them walked meekly into the cars, when suddenly one woman found courage to protest. From the steps of the truck she shouted: "I shall die, but your death will be much worse." Special proclamations signed by Dr. Auerswald informed the ghetto of the "just" punishment received by the 110 "criminals."

"(Edelman, pp. 4, 12-17)"
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Fraudulent propaganda was furthered by films taken by Germans where either Germans pretended to be Jews or Jews were forced to do things they wouldn't.

"Goebbels' propaganda machine at work.

"A secret report submitted by a Polish underground reporter (undercover name: Lilka) to the Polish underground authorities reveals the German methods of manufacturing propaganda lies.

"Report from the Jewish Section in Warsaw—LILKA,"

"May 19, 1942.

"... The second abominable action carried out by the Germans in the Jewish section during the last few weeks was the activity of the so-called Propaganda Section, Warsaw District. This institution sent to the Jewish section a special movie team which is taking pictures for a "cultural" film now in preparation. Besides technical workers from the film industry, experts on "Jewish life" also participate; they are staging and directing the various scenes. It is rather difficult, based on these individual scenes, to find out exactly what the picture in its entirely may represent. But what we have already seen speaks for itself. This film seems to be designed to represent all the bad features of the Jews as "sub humans." In order to give prominence to these features, the directors are resorting to experiments which are revolting and repulsive to any unbiased observer.

"After photographing scenes of misery in the streets, beggars etc., special scenes are set-up in which German actors, made-up like Jews, play their parts. Moreover, Jewish people, seized at random in the streets, are forced to participate.

"Thus, when a picture of a ritual bathing-establishment, the so-called mikva, was to be taken, fifty people were seized in Gesia Street and transported to a real mikva located in Zamenhofa Street. There all these people were ordered to undress completely and they were driven, both men and women, into a pool, so that pictures might be taken. (As I learned later from persons versed in these matters, Jews are allowed to bathe in such ritual bathing establishments, i.e. in pools with running water, but only men and women separately).

"A few days later the same film team arrived in the so-called "refugee" centers, which accommodate Jews driven out from the towns in which the ghettos had been liquidated. There unimaginably pornographic pictures were taken. Old, bearded Jews were ordered at pistol point to commit lascivious acts with children, with young girls, etc.

"On Sunday, the 17th of this month, the movie people filmed the ceremony of circumcision of a Jewish infant.

"(IPN Archives, Lilka, p. 2)"
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Jews from Berlin, Prague and western Poland were ordered to go to Warsaw, but the ghetto lacked the most primitive necessities.

"Some of the men allegedly go to work, but they are not able to maintain a family. They get, it is true, a bowl of soup in order to prevent them from fainting during their work. But their families belong to the large category of unemployed and consequently are considered parasites by the Herrenvolk...

"Here, unfortunately, nothing can stall the avalanche of death any longer...

"(Hirszfeld, pp. 237-238}

"In January [1942], 9,030 persons stayed in the "refugee" centers; 715 of them died. The mortality in one such "center," which accommodated 2,500 persons, was 17.5% a month.

"(Underground report of March 23, 1942, IPN Archives)"
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"Prices of food and transportation soaring high. The rikshas of the ghetto.

"October 1941"

Carriages pulled by men emerged in the ghetto, because it was cheaper to maintain men instead of horses.

"In the Warsaw ghetto a loaf of bread costs from 60 to 100 zlotys (before the war one dollar was worth five zlotys), a pound of potatoes from 30 to 40 zlotys, a pound of butter, 250 zlotys. Outside the ghetto a loaf of bread costs from 12 to 15 zlotys, a pound of potatoes from 3 to 4 zlotys, and a pound of butter 120 zlotys.

"(Report from the underground Bund, August 31, 1942 quoted in In di Yorn, p. 30)"

"Many were shot for smuggling food."
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"Six-year-old boys crawled through the barbed wire under the very eyes of the gendarmes in order to obtain food on the other side. They supported entire families in this manner. Often a lone shot in the vicinity of the barbed wire told the casual passersby that another little smuggler had died in his fight with omnipotent hunger.

"(Edelman, p. 6)"
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"Altogether 44,000 persons died in the Warsaw ghetto in 1941, which means about 10% of the whole Jewish population of the ghetto. (To provide a clearer contrast we note that the rate of mortality among Jews in Warsaw before the war amounted to about 1.5% yearly.)

"(Polish underground report, IPN Archives)"
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"For the purpose of better understanding by the layman, I note that the quantity of food needed for an adult person is 3,000 calories daily. The facts were that the employees of the Community Council, who represented the most aristocratic class of the population, consumed 1,500 calories daily, or half of the necessary quantity of food. Other strata, such as members of liberal professions, workers, craftsmen, etc. consumed less than 1,000 calories.

"And how about the refugees? They got only 300 calories. What wonder then that you met in the streets crowds of beggars bloated from hunger?...

"(Hirszfeld, pp. 231-232)"
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"And, not infrequently, an important post was occupied by a convert. For instance, the chief of the Jewish police, or, as the Germans called it, the Public Safety Service (Ordnungsdienst), was the convert and violent anti-Semite, Colonel Szeryriski, a former Polish police inspector.

"(Turkow, pp. 47-49)"
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"The Nazi "moral revolution" which, both in Germany and later in the German-occupied countries, brought the most corrupt and abject elements to posts of command, had its counterpart in the ghetto. In the conditions of great confusion, under direct German intervention or pressure, the most vile and ignoble elements in the Jewish population tried to gain control of the ghetto, to override the legitimate Jewish institutions and to spread a terror regime of their own in the ghetto. Sometimes these tools of German policy were liquidated by the Germans themselves after they fulfilled their "mission." But mostly they were disposed of by the Jewish organizations after the first shock was over and the Jewish political organizations began to recover from the terrible blows of the Germans. As soon as they regained control of the ghetto the Jewish organizations meted out the just punishment to traitors and collaborators and eliminated them from Jewish society."
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"The "Thirteen" was the name of an institution which came into existence in Warsaw in 1940. Its seat was at 13 Leszno Street, whence its name. At the head of the institution was Gancwajch, a Jew who had previously been a Zionist. He had lived in Czestochowa, Radomsko and Lodz and before the war was very active in the anti-fascist movement organized by Irena Harand. An intellectual himself, a journalist by profession, he brought up his son in a spirit of Jewish nationalism.

"In 1933, this man became an agent of the Gestapo. In the ghetto, he opened an office supposedly for fighting profiteers and keeping the ghetto clean. To his work, he attracted many serious-minded people from the Jewish intelligentsia, writers, journalists, artists of the stage and others. In the ghetto, he delivered lectures on social justice. He has mastered perfectly the Hebrew language, sends his child to the Hebrew school Dror... and... every week sends a report to the Gestapo. We have unmasked the villain.

"I am not asserting that the members of the Judenrat were of the same ilk as Gancwajch. But he had hundreds of confidants in the Judenrat. Czerniakow was surrounded by agents of Gancwajch and the police captains were all his men.

"Gancwajch did all in his power to keep tabs on us...

"(Cukierman, in Nasze Slowo)"
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"The Jewish Fighting Organization was set on the liquidation of all Jewish Gestapo men and traitors. After the attempt on the life of the police chief Szerynski, which was carried out by Israel Kanal, the same fate awaited other scoundrels. Fuerst, of the Judenrat, was killed for his collaboration with the Germans. Hirschl, a Jew from Danzig and the main assistant of the "shop" owner Hallman, was shot for doing the Jews great harm. The employees in the "Emergency Aid" of the "Thirteen," the boxer Fred Bobby and the Gestapo agent Edek Ast were shot in the street, in bright day light. Dr. Alfred Nossig met his well-deserved death, as did the successor of Szeryriski, the "little Napoleon" Leikin. During an entertainment given by the brush-makers, a group of armed members of the Jewish Fighting Organization suddenly broke into the place and carried out the death sentence against the Gestapo men, the two brothers Weintraub (from Lodz) and Lolek Skosowski, who had come especially for the entertainment from the "Aryan" side. Skosowski, however, although hit by many bullets, survived. The Germans sent a special ambulance to take him to the "Aryan" side, and there they put him into the Omega hospital.

"After he recovered from his wounds he became again "active" on the "Aryan" side.

"The Jewish Fighting Organization further carried out an attempt on the life of Fuerstenberg, the last commander of the Umschlagplatz as well as on Szmerling. Like Szerynski, Szmerling was only wounded. The former was later shot by the Germans in recognition of his devoted service, the latter committed suicide later. The successor of Szeryriski and Leikin as chief of the Jewish police was the lawyer Pizyc, from Lodz.

"The informer "Ele Malpe" (the monkey), who was a porter before the war, was the terror of the Jews in Schultz's shop, where he was "working"; he also was shot by the Jewish Fighting Organization..."
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" ... the converts were better off than the rest of the ghetto populace. ... When the extermination began, they shared the doom of the rest of the ghetto population."
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"The trend to conversion has also been noted by the Jewish historian E. Ringelblum and others and was explained in this way: (1) the food situation of the converts was generally better since they were taken care of by the powerful Catholic welfare organization Caritas, (2) the well-to-do converts used to help their co-religionists, (3) they were favored in the Jewish Community Council, in the Jewish police and other institutions; the converts also hoped to get more assistance and sympathy from the Polish population in crucial situations than the Jews.

"(cf. Ringelblum, Notes, p. 172 and passim)."
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"June 30, 1942

"For many, many months we endured the most terrible sufferings and we kept asking ourselves: Does the world know about our sufferings, and if it knows, why is it silent? Why was the world not outraged by the fact that tens of thousands of Jews were shot to death at Ponary [a place near Wilna where the Germans executed many thousands of Jews?] Why was the world silent when tens of thousands of Jews were poisoned in Chelmno? [an extermination camp near Lodz.] Why was the world silent when hundreds of thousands of Jews were slaughtered in Galicia and other occupied regions? We asked ourselves these questions and could only reply by counter-questions: Why should the world be outraged by the slaughter in Wilna, when the Germans exterminated 180,000 people in Rostow, when a comparable number of Ukrainians and Jews were murdered by the Germans in Kiew? Why should the world be aroused, when, daily, blood is flowing in rivers in all the theaters of the war? Is the blood of the Jews more precious than the blood of the Russian, Chinese, British and other soldiers? It is true that we always gave ourselves this reply, but we felt still that this was no honest answer? Only now have we come to understand the cause of this silence: London just did not know anything about all that was happening here, and that was the reason for this silence. But now we ask how it was possible that the Polish Government, which had its own radio-station, knew nothing about it? Now we ask: if London knew, the next day, that one hundred people were shot in the Pawiak prison, why then did it take many months before they learned in London of the hundreds of thousands murdered Jews? This is indeed a question which cannot be turned away by any excuses...

"(Ringelblum, Notes, pp. 240-241)"
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"On the main thoroughfare of the ghetto, Leszno Street, there were at least twenty restaurants. There were as many on Żelazna Street, and Sienna and other streets. Due to the lack of skilled personnel and the indigency of the population, many young girls and women from various social strata offered their services as waitresses, so that the owners had an ample choice. Thus, it happened, that no other city in the world had as many elegant and beautiful women waiting on the patrons as did the ephemeral city of the ghetto in its cafes Cafe of Arts (Sztuka), Splendid, Negresco, etc..."

"When somebody, through skill and diligent work, transformed a dusty court-yard in the ghetto into a cafe in a garden, with grass, flowers and even a fountain; when, on other hand, some of these establishments offered musical programs of the highest artistic value; or when orchestras played English songs (a fact which would have been inconceivable in any other place under German occupation)—did not all these features bear testimony to the strong vitality of the ghetto?

"(M. Mazor, in M.J., No. 37, p. 9)"
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"The Jewish Cultural Organization (YIKOR) created a network of schools and courses and a people's university, opened a large Jewish library, organized lectures, reports on scientific subjects, and various entertainments of high artistic and literary standards. Also, many symposiums and commemorative meetings were arranged, dedicated to Yehuda Halevi, Shlomo Ettinger, Mendele Mokher Sforim, Sholem Aleikhem, Peretz, Bialik, Ash, Leivick, and many others.

"Trashy literature and theater were judged and condemned.

"Many periodicals in Yiddish, of a high standard, were published... The key role which YIKOR played in carrying out its diversified cultural activities in hundreds of house committees is to be emphasized. A large staff of lecturers, writers and scientists penetrated into the darkest corners of the ghetto and carried on their educational and enlightening cultural work. They uplifted, revived and encouraged the Jewish masses and awakened them from their apathy and indifference, organizing in each house committee, according to a prearranged plan, a series of lectures on social and political subjects, arranging supplementary courses, literary evenings, discussion meetings and artistic performances, giving these tormented souls new sources of knowledge and life. In the house committees, the YIKOR also established special youth sections...

"(Turkow, pp. 249-250)"
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"A clandestine center for Jewish archives was formed under the innocent name of Oneg Shabbath [a Society for the Pleasures of the Sabbath]. Under the direction of Dr. Emanuel Ringelblum, the founder of the archives, and with the active cooperation of (six names are listed here), the archivists amassed materials and documents relating to the martyrology of the Jews in Poland. Thanks to the intensive work of a large staff, some tens of crates were filled with extraordinarily valuable documents, diaries, memoirs, reports, photographs, etc. These materials were buried, we have no access to them. Most of the material sent abroad originates from our archives. We have raised a cry to the world, with exact information about the greatest crime in history. We are still continuing the archival work."
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"A symphony orchestra under the able leadership of Szymon Pullman was active in the ghetto. Whenever an occasion was presented, concerts of beautiful orchestral and chamber music provided moments of rest and escape. Pullman and almost all the members of the orchestra including the violinist Ludwik Holcman were killed in Treblinka. The young concert master Marian Neuteich was murdered in the Trawniki camp.

"New talents appeared in the ghetto. The phenomenal young singer Marysia Ajzensztat, "the nightingale of the ghetto," daughter of the choir director of the Warsaw synagogue, shone like a meteor. She was murdered by the S.S. during the "liquidation campaign.""
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"Later Dr. Zweibaum got permission to organize courses for the training of sanitary personnel. In fact, it was a camouflaged teaching of the medical courses of the first years of the medical program. There were a few university professors among the lecturers. Professor Centnerszwer and Professor Laks taught chemistry, Dr. Zweibaum, histology, I myself, bacteriology. We have organized something like a faculty and attracted a few more lecturers to cooperate with us. These courses had a fee attached and were self-supporting. Chairman Czerniakow strongly backed them and with his aid we found appropriate quarters..."
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"In the brief period from September 1940 to September 1941 (inclusive) we arranged 1,814 artistic spectacles, among them light symphony concerts...

"Besides the great symphony orchestra, which gave symphonic matinees once a week, (on Saturday or Sunday), there were also a few chamber music ensembles..."

"We also had several ballet studios, and schools for rhythmic and plastic dances, under the direction of Irena Prusicka, Aniuta Reiser, Leo Szpacenkop and Lejzerowicz (from Lodz)."
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"In the ghetto, we had five permanent professional theaters, not including the Melody Palace in the Cafe Gertner."

"Femina presented mostly revues and operettas, all in Polish. The shows had the local conditions as a background, and often they were very sarcastic satires..."

"In Azazel Samberg presented L'Avare by Moliere. Of course, according to German law, works by Moliere, who was not a Jew, were not permitted to be given on a Jewish stage, so instead of his name, the name of the translator of L'Avare, A. Einhorn, was substituted on posters and programs..."

"In the large hall of the Economic Club, from time to time we used to arrange various artistic and literary evenings, as well as exhibitions of the works of painters who lived in the ghetto. The last picture exhibition displayed the works of the noted painter and composer Roman Rozental...

"When the ghetto was completely shut off, within its borders lived:

"135 Jewish actors, stage directors and theatrical managers; 52 Artists in show business;

"157 Musicians and composers; 87 Writers, who wrote in Yiddish, Hebrew and Polish;

"25 Painters and sculptors The total was 456 persons very few of whom survived.

"(Turkow, pp. 202-241)"
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"I started gathering documents on our times in October 1939. ... delegations from the provincial Jewry kept steadily arriving, telling their stories of the horrible ordeals the Jewish population went through. I noted down all I heard during the day, adding my remarks to it. In the course of time those daily notes formed a book of a hundred closely written pages, which convey a picture of that period."

"Universality was the leading principle in all our work, objectivity the next guiding principle. We strove to tell the whole truth, even where it hurt. Our photographic pictures are genuine, and not retouched. For instance, in our work we also dealt with conditions in the territory occupied by the Bolsheviks."
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"The liquidation of the Jews in the General Government started on Passover, 1942. The first victims were the Jews in Lublin, and soon afterwards all Jews in the Lublin district.

"They were deported to the camp of Belzec, where they were put to death in the newly-erected gas-chambers. The illegal Jewish press in Warsaw published extensive news and reports about these mass murders. But Warsaw would not believe them."
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"... On the second day of the "deportations" the President of the Jewish Council, Adam Czerniakow, committed suicide. He knew beyond any doubt that the supposed "deportation to the East" actually meant the death of hundreds of thousands of people in gas-chambers, and he refused to assume responsibility for it. Being unable to counteract events he decided to quit altogether. At the time, however, we thought that he had no right to act as he did. We thought that since he was the only person in the ghetto whose voice carried a great deal of authority, it had been his duty to inform the entire population of the real state of affairs, and to dissolve all public institutions, particularly the Jewish Police, which had been established by the Jewish Council and was legally subordinated to it.

"(Edelman, p. 19)"


"During the first conference the gentlemen from Einsatz Reinhard tried to force Czerniakow to sign a petition asking the Germans to "evacuate" from Warsaw the unproductive Jewish elements, since the ghetto was too crowded.

"As is known, Czerniakow refused to sign this petition. However, it was later signed by the other members of the Judenrat, who had been arrested, and who were released from the prison, after they had signed the disgraceful document..."
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"Nurses search the crowd for their fathers and mothers and, having found them, inject longed for deadly morphine into their veins, their own eyes gleaming wildly. One doctor compassionately pours a cyanide solution into the feverish mouths of strange, sick children. To offer one's cyanide to somebody else is a really heroic sacrifice, for cyanide is now the most irreplaceable thing. It brings a quiet, peaceful death, it saves from the horror of the cars.

"(Edelman, pp. 26-27)"
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"Wednesday, August 19

"The viciousness with which the extermination of Jewish children is carried out is stunning."

"One day, it was around the 10th or 15th of August, ... I quite unexpectedly became the witness of Janusz Korczak and his orphans marching out of the ghetto... Only the children were marked for deportation, he himself was not supposed to share their fate. And it took him great pains to persuade the Germans to let him go with the children...

"When I met the procession on Gesia street, all the children were singing together, with beaming faces, while the little violinist was playing. Korczak marched with two of the youngest children in his arms. Their faces were also smiling, apparently, he had been telling them funny stories...

"(Szpilman, pp. 101-102)"
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"April to July 1942

"For the difficult task of getting more exact information, we appointed Zalman Friedrych, one of the most daring and tireless individuals in the underground. He was a strong, well-built, athletic, handsome young man who looked like a German propagandist's dream of the blond Aryan."

"With great difficulty Friedrych finally reached Sokolow.

"There he learned that the Germans had constructed a small branch railroad to the village of Treblinka. Each day trains packed with Jews were switched onto the new spur.

"At Treblinka, there was a large camp divided into two sections, one for Jews, one for Poles. The residents of Sokolow had heard that terrible things were happening in Treblinka, but they had no precise information. In Sokolow Friedrych stumbled upon our comrade, Azriel Wallach, Maxim Litvinov's nephew, who had just escaped from Treblinka. He was in terrible shape, badly bruised, bleeding, his clothes in shreds. From Wallach, Friedrych learned that all the Jews brought to Treblinka were immediately put to death. They were unloaded from the trains and told they were to be bathed and cleaned before being taken to their quarters and assigned to work. Then they were led into large hermetically sealed chambers and gassed."

"With this information, Friedrych returned to Warsaw. We immediately published the gruesome report in a special edition of Storm. We were thus able to give the ghetto an eyewitness account of what actually happened to the daily train-loads of deportees.

"(Goldstein, p. 118)"
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"Jan Karski, a Polish liaison officer between the Government-in-exile in London and the Polish underground in Nazi occupied areas describes his impressions after several talks with Jewish representatives and a visit in the ghetto. Karski left for London in autumn, 1942."

"What I learned at the meetings and later, when I was taken to see the facts for myself, was horrible beyond description. I know history—I have learned a great deal about the evolution of nations, political systems, social doctrines, methods of conquest, persecution, and extermination, and I know, too, that never in the history of mankind, never anywhere in the realm of human relations did anything occur to compare with what was inflicted on the Jewish population of Poland..."

""We want you," they said, "to tell the Polish and Allied governments and the great leaders of the Allies that we are helpless in the face of the German criminals. We cannot defend ourselves and no one in Poland can defend us. The Polish underground authorities can save some of us but they cannot save masses. The Germans are not trying to enslave us as they have other people; we are being systematically murdered..."

""How many were deported altogether?" I asked.

""Over three hundred thousand. More than one hundred thousand are left and the deportations are still going on." I turned pale. It was now the beginning of October 1942. In two and a half months, in one district of Poland, the Nazis had committed three hundred thousand murders..."

"They urged me to the window, pulled down the shade and told me to look through the slit at the side.

""Now you'll see something. The hunt. You would never believe it if you did not see it for yourself!"

"I looked through the opening. In the middle of the street stood two boys dressed in the uniform of the Hitler Youth. They wore no caps and their blond hair shone in the sun. With their round, rosy-cheeked faces and their blue eyes they were like images of health and life. They chattered, laughed, pushed each other in spasms of merriment. At that moment, the younger one pulled a gun out of his hip pocket and then I first realized what I was witnessing. His eyes roamed about, seeking something. A target. He was looking for a target with the casual, gay absorption of a boy at a carnival. I followed his glance. For the first time, I noticed that all the pavements about them were absolutely deserted. Nowhere within the scope of those blue eyes, in no place from which those cheerful, healthy faces could be seen was there a single human being. The gaze of the boy with the gun came to rest on a spot out of my line of vision. He raised his arm and took careful aim. The shot rang out, followed by the noise of breaking glass and then the terrible cry of a man in agony.

"The boy who had fired the shot shouted with joy. The other clapped him on the shoulder and said something to him, obviously complimentary. They smiled at each other and stood there for a moment, gay and insolent, as though aware of their invisible audience. Then they linked their arms and walked off gracefully toward the exit of the ghetto, chatting cheerfully as if they were returning from a sporting event...

"(Jan Karski, pp. 320-333)"
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"Szyper simply thought that we had no moral right to endanger the lives of half a million Jews in Warsaw and several million Jews throughout Poland. He was convinced that Moloch would graciously accept the sacrifice of seventy or a hundred thousand Jews and would demand no more. He defended these ideas not only in private conversations, but also to his audiences in public meetings.

"(I. Cukierman, in Nasze Slowo)"


"Our group [the Bund], supported only by the Hehalutz and Hashomer organization, called for active resistance. But public opinion was against us. The majority still thought such action provocative and maintained that if the required contingent of Jews could be delivered, the remainder of the ghetto would be left in peace. The instinct for self-preservation finally drove the people into a state of mind which permitted them to disregard the safety of others to save their own necks. True, nobody believed yet that deportation meant death. But the Germans had already succeeded in dividing the Jewish population into two distinct groups— those already condemned to die and those who still hoped to remain alive. Afterwards, step by step, the Germans succeeded in pitting these two groups against one another and occasionally caused some Jews to lead others to certain death to save their own skin.

"(Edelman, p. 18)"


"The Jewish Fighting Organization encompassed twenty-two fighting groups.

"(Report B. of the Bund, p. 60)"
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"... In an effort to disorganize the two fighting organizations, the Gestapo created an organization of its own called "Association of Free Jews" under the leadership of a certain Captain Lontsky, a convert Jew. This Association also published its own paper, which called on the Jews to revolt immediately and not to wait for the final liquidation of the ghetto. This, of course, was sheer provocation. The Germans wanted to instigate a small, ill prepared rising so that they would be able to liquidate the ghetto without shedding blood—that is, of course, their blood. We soon recognized this provocation and, together with the Jewish Fighting Organization, made an appeal to the Jewish population not to allow themselves to be provoked; and thus, we unmasked the "Association of Free Jews."

"(D. Wdowinski, pp. 18-22)"
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"May 19,1942... Two heroic young girls, Hayka and Frumka (the Plotnicki sisters), and others are worthy of the talents of a great writer. These bold and courageous young girls travel back and forth across the cities and towns of Poland. They have "Aryan" documents, some as "Aryan" Poles, some as Ukrainians. One of them even wears a cross, with which she never parts except when in the ghetto. They are constantly exposed to the greatest danger. They are ready to take tremendous risks based on their "Aryan" faces and the scarves with which they cover their heads. They accept the most difficult missions and discharge them without the least complaint and without even a moment of hesitation. When it is necessary to make a trip to Wilna, Bialystok, Lemberg (Lwow), Kowel, Lublin, Czestochowa, Radom, etc., to which they smuggle such "disreputable" stuff as illegal literature, reports, money, etc., all this is done in the most natural way. Or if some comrades have to be saved in Wilna, Lublin or other cities, and they take this assignment too. They admit no obstacles and no objections... They travel to cities which no other delegate from any Jewish social organization is able to reach, for instance in Lithuania or Wolyri. They were also the first to bring the sad news about the tragedy in Wilna and they were the first to convey a message of comfort and encouragement and aid to the survivors in Wilna. How often were those girls in the clutches of death? And how often were they arrested and searched? But good luck has accompanied them everywhere. Public messengers who never stumble!"

"(Ringelblum, Notes, pp. 221-222)"
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"... The bulk, of the arms was supplied by the Polish military authorities, which sent a considerable shipment of arms consisting of revolvers, hand-grenades and explosive material. For the money which we received we purchased several hundred more revolvers and ammunition too, paying from ten to fifteen thousand zlotys a piece for Vises and Parabellums.

"(JFO Report, Neustadt, pp. 152, 153, 154)"
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"... "Yurek" (Arieh Wilner) had a "mishap" while negotiating for arms. He succeeded in purchasing from a gentile woman a considerable number of revolvers and hand-grenades. As soon as he managed to get the "goods" into his room, the Gestapo arrived. They quickly searched the room, found the arms and arrested "Yurek" together with his other roommates. We were convinced that this was the dirty work of the gentile woman who sold the arms..."

"(Wladka, pp. 121-128, 158; L. W. Schwartz, pp. 4445)"
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"Warsaw, April 5, 1942

"... I am well, and my health is as usual... It is understood, that Geyrusiewicz [from geyrush—deportation] will go to Adamowski [from adomoh—the earth], and that Alifowski [from alofim—thousands] will move to Kiloyon Street [from kiloyon—annihilation]. Our aunt Olomeska [from olom—here meaning world Jewry] does not care about them. It is true that she no longer has the possibilities that were available before, but if she were more concerned, the moving to Kiloyon and Adamowski could have been avoided. Mr. Pahadski (from pahad—leax) is always with us. Greetings from Haregman [from harog—to kill] and Tevakhowich [from tevakh—the slaughter]."
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"On January 18, 1943, the ghetto was surrounded once again and the "second liquidation" began. This time, however, the Germans were not able to carry out their plans unchallenged. Four barricaded battle groups offered the first armed resistance in the ghetto."

"... The number of Germans killed by Z.O.B. bullets was not the only important thing. What was more important was the appearance of a psychological turning point. The mere fact that because of the unexpected resistance, weak as it was, the Germans were forced to interrupt their "deportation" schedule was of immense value. In the meantime, legends about "hundreds" of dead Germans and the "tremendous" power of the Z.O.B. started circulating throughout Warsaw. The entire Polish Underground was full of praise for us... At the end of January, we received fifty larger pistols and fifty hand grenades from the Home Army Command. A reorganization of the Z.O.B. was carried out.

"(Edelman, pp. 30-31)"
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"Himmler orders the destruction of the Warsaw ghetto. On January 9, 1943, the chief of the German S.S. and Police, Heinrich Himmler, visited the Warsaw ghetto. The result of this visit, and of the unexpected Jewish resistance on January 18-19, 1943 was his Draconian order to wipe out the Warsaw ghetto entirely."

"For security reason, I hereby order that the Warsaw ghetto be destroyed, after the concentration camp has been transferred elsewhere. All useful parts of the buildings as well as all kinds of materials are to be disposed of. The razing of the ghetto and the transfer of the concentration camp are necessary because Warsaw will never quiet down and its criminal deeds will never end, as long as the ghetto stands. A general plan for the destruction of the ghetto must be submitted to me. At least it is necessary that the dwelling space for 500,000 sub humans available until now, which would never be fit for Germans, should completely disappear. In this way, Warsaw, that city of a million people, which has always been a center of decay and mutiny, will be reduced. /signed/ H. Himmler 2. Copy sent to Chief of Security Police and Security Service with request that notice be taken. Br. SS Obersturmbannfuehrer

"(S. Piotrowski, p. 47)"
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""For days and nights the ghetto flamed... and there was no one to halt the blaze."

"The ghetto was burning. For days and nights it flamed, and the fire consumed house after house, entire streets.

"Columns of smoke rose, sparks flew, and the sky reflected a red, frightening glow. Nearby, on the other side of the wall, citizens of the capital strolled, played, and enjoyed themselves. They knew that "the Jews were burning." The wind blew smoke and soot from the burning ruins in their direction. Sparks scattered and now and then a house outside the ghetto would catch fire. But these fires were immediately extinguished. Only in the ghetto no one hastened to put out the flames, to come to the rescue. Everything was burning and there was no one to halt the blaze."

"... The omnipotent flames were now able to accomplish what the Germans could not do. Thousands of people perished in the conflagration. The stench of burning bodies was everywhere. Charred corpses lay around on balconies, in window recesses, on unburned steps. The flames chased the people out from their shelters, made them leave the previously prepared safe hideouts in attics and cellars. Thousands staggered about in the courtyards where they were easy prey for the Germans who imprisoned them or killed them outright. Tired beyond all endurances, they would fall asleep in driveways, entrances, standing, sitting, lying and were caught asleep by a passing German's bullet...

"(Edelman, pp. 37-38)"
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"The Germans brought strong military detachments, field artillery, tanks and armored columns into the battle."

"The results of the first day (Monday) of action of the Jewish fighters are already known: more than a hundred Germans have been killed or wounded. Some dozens of Germans were stripped of their arms. A few tanks were burned with benzine bottles.

"Being now convinced that they cannot break the resistance of the Jewish fighters in open battle, they are now trying to annihilate them by fire. In the buildings thousands of women and children are burning to death. Terrible screams and desperate calls for help are coming from the buildings."

"According to preliminary accounts, the losses of the Germans during the first three days of the battle amount to two hundred killed and four hundred wounded."

"... Despite the deportation of a considerable number of people from the "shop" center (it has been learned that two thousand persons were deported from the premises of Toebbens, among others), and despite the killing of several thousand Jews in the central ghetto during the action, the greater part of the population (50,000 people) are still in the ghetto, in shelters and hiding-places. They are all threatened with being burned alive 0r killed by the Germans in the future."

"(JFO bulletins)"
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"... On the fourth story, at a small window, our old soldier Diament is at his combat post. His is a long rifle whose glorious history reaches back to the Russo-Japanese War. Diament is phlegmatic, his movements are slow but deliberate. The young boys near him impatiently try to hurry him along. But Diament is imperturbable. He aims at the stomach, hits the heart. Every round finishes off another German.

"At 56 Leszno Street Jurek is cornered at an outpost. A group of SS men surrounds him, and one throws a grenade. Jurek adroitly catches the grenade in mid-air and tosses it back at the SS men before it has time to explode. Four of them are killed on the spot...

"(Edelman, pp. 36-39)"
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"The large-scale action was terminated on May 16, 1943 with the blowing up of the Warsaw synagogue.

"(From the teletype message of May 15,1943:)"
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"The voice of the Polish underground press: Rada Narodowa [The National Council)—Organ of the Polish National Council.

"Warsaw - April 28, 1944 - No. 7

"The defense of the Warsaw ghetto, which lasted from April 19 to the middle of May 1943, was not an insignificant, isolated skirmish, but a regular battle with the overwhelming power of modern German weapons, with tanks, artillery, hand grenades, and flame throwers, with gas bombs, incendiary bombs and airplanes."

"It is a definite fact that there was not a single army officer among the commanders of the Jewish fighters. The leaders in the fighting were men who had been active in labor and youth organizations. The chief commander of the fighters and their inspiring leader was the twenty-four-year-old Mordecai Anielewicz, who previously had been connected with the youth movement. He perished in the battle together with all the members of his staff. All these leaders of the Jewish fighters had risen from the rank and file of the people. Their guiding star was the yearning for social and national liberation..."
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"Gios Warszawy

"(The Voice of Warsaw).

"Third year - Warsaw, April 18, 1943 No. 31

"In the Warsaw ghetto the powerful military machine which the Nazi criminals had at their disposal suffered a heavy moral blow. A handful of poorly armed and wholly isolated fighters put up a strong resistance against elite units of artillery and armored tanks. The despicable enemy could break the resistance only by setting the whole ghetto on fire, using airplanes, and even gas bombs..."
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"Final letter of farewell addressed by Zygelboim to the Polish President Wladyslaw Raczkiewicz, and to Prime-Minister Wladystaw Sikorski."

"The last news received from Poland makes it clear that the Germans are determined to wipe out, with horrible brutality, the last remnants of the Jews who have survived in Poland. Behind the walls of the ghetto is now going on the last act of a tragedy unequalled in all history. The murderers themselves bear the primary responsibility for the crime of extermination of the whole Jewish population of Poland, but, indirectly, this responsibility also weighs on all humanity, on the peoples and governments of the allied nations, because they have not made any attempt to do something drastic to stall the criminal deeds. By looking on indifferently while helpless millions of tortured children, women and men were murdered, those nations have associated themselves with the criminals."

"Szmul Zygelboim

"(Zygelboim-Book, pp. 364-365j"

"From a letter of farewell to friends

"... Maybe my death will achieve that which I did not succeed in achieving during my life, the starting of a definite action to rescue at least the less than three hundred thousand Jews who are the only survivors in Poland of the former Jewish population of three and a half million. Now is the last minute for such an action...

"(Zygelboim, p. 366)"
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"Commercial utilization of murder: the Germans clean up and salvage what they can from the ruins.

"In June 1943, the Germans recruited Polish workers to clean up the ruins, to tear down the tottering buildings, and to salvage whatever iron and other useful metals they could. They also formed a separate labor unit of Jews from Greece, France, Rumania, and Hungary, who were brought from various labor camps. They wore prison dress of striped trousers and gray blouses and were quartered in the Gesiawka, the building on Gesia Street which had once housed the institutions of the Jewish community. The Poles and Jews worked in complete isolation from each other and were not permitted to communicate. The Jewish workers were prisoners from camps and were so treated. The Poles were volunteers and were permitted to pass in and out of the ruined ghetto..."

"When the Germans finished, nothing was left in the ghetto except a broad field of rubble, three stories deep.

"(Goldstein, pp. 204-205)"
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"... It is a stormy, dark night... But he who survives until tomorrow will also live to see the daybreak...

"(Kermisz, pp. 343-344, 380-384)"
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"(Late 1943 and early 1944)

"Around Warsaw, hiding in the woods and in the open countryside, were possibly twenty thousand uprooted homeless wanderers. We estimated that the Bund alone was helping about three thousand of them. Until the outbreak of the Warsaw uprising, the organized help of all Jewish groups and organizations had reached about eight or nine thousand people."

"... During the last half of 1943 and the beginning of 1944 there were constant raids in the Otwock resort district and similar sections near Warsaw, like Podkowa-LeSna, Bernardowa, and Jablonna. These places, remote from the teeming city, surrounded by forests, with only isolated homes and villas, were well suited for concealment. Here were hidden most of the wealthier Jews, those completely assimilated and indistinguishable from Poles and those who had the advantage of an Aryan appearance...

"Here too, lurked the schmaltzovniks, petty gangsters, and informers. And there was always danger from the unpaid Hitler agents, like the members of the Polish Falanga [a Polish fascist organization], who hunted Jews without any desire for monetary gain. They were a larger group and even published an underground newspaper, Szaniec (The Bulwark). They organized partisan groups in the forest who hunted down and shot Jews in hiding.

"(Goldstein, pp. 217-218, 227)"
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"Report of June 23, 1942 No. 18

"1. Last week (June 14-20) there was posted on the billboard of the Jewish Community Council an order of the German authorities, according to which all foreign Jews, except men fifteen to fifty years of age, who have a father or mother, husband or wife, residing in one of the countries of the two Americas (with the exception of Chile and the Argentine), or in Palestine, are obliged to register with the Registration Office established for this purpose at the Community Council. Moreover, the registration of Polish Jews is ordered (except of men fifteen to fifty years of age) who have close relatives in Palestine. The order does not reveal the reasons for such a registration. Rumor has it that the aim of the registration is to exchange the registered persons against Germans residing in the above countries or interned by those governments in concentration camps.

"(Polish underground. IPN Archives)

"In this connection, the infamous Hotel Polski affair may be mentioned. Since many of the Jewish addressees for whom foreign passports arrived were no longer alive the Gestapo was willing to transfer these passports to other living Jewish substitutes. Of course, a considerable bribe had to be paid for this. In this way, many foreign Jews as well as "foreigners" of a recent Gestapo-make were gathered. They were ordered to live in several places in Warsaw. The best known and most crowded was the Hotel Polski, a Polish hotel controlled by the Gestapo. Later, these Jews were transferred to camps in Germany (Hannover and others) and France (Vittel). However, only a small number of those people were actually used for exchange and released by the Germans. The rest were eventually either exterminated on the spot or sent to the extermination camp in Auschwitz. The Hotel Polski affair has been described in many memoirs and eye witness records."
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"(August and September 1944)

"On the first day of the uprising, [August 1] the military prison on Dzika Street was captured and all the prisoners freed. Most of them were Jews, mainly from Greece, Hungary, and Rumania, with a few from Poland. They were all slave laborers whom the Germans had been using to tear down the ruins of the ghetto.

"I must confess that the attitude of the military command of the uprising toward these most unfortunate of the unfortunate Jews was far from proper, even considering the difficult times. They were formed into labor brigades and immediately sent into the front lines to dig trenches under the artillery fire of the enemy. Toughs and hoodlums taunted and tormented them. Their difficulties were multiplied because they did not understand the language. We learned of the plight of these Jews and intervened on their behalf. We gave them what assistance we could and got a promise from the military command that their condition would be improved...

"The Monitor Polski, the official government gazette, published a communique abrogating the laws which the Germans had introduced during the occupation. They forgot one detail — to nullify the Nuremberg laws against the Jews. We promptly complained, and the government promised to correct the omission.

"(Goldstein, pp. 243-244)"
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"After a few weeks of desperate fighting the Polish insurgents surrendered to the Germans on October 2, 1944. But the Nazis were not content with taking prisoners of war. They ordered a total evacuation of Warsaw and sent the civilian population into internment camps. After the evacuation, they set out on the systematic destruction of the whole city, house by house, and street by street. It was to be wiped out as the Warsaw ghetto had been a year before. The situation of the Jews, both the fighters and the civilians, was far more dangerous than that of the Polish population.

"If they were recognized as Jews by German soldiers and spies or by unfriendly Poles they were instantly shot. Only a small part of the Jews hidden in the "Aryan" part of Warsaw or disguised as "Aryans" survived this new disaster. However, a small number of Jews who remained in the emptied and demolished city, defying all dangers, managed to survive as ruin and cave dwellers, or in deep dug-outs and bunkers.

"On January 17, 1945 Warsaw was liberated from the Germans. But sometimes it took weeks and months until a well-hidden Jewish group learned about it in their living grave or until they had courage enough to show up, remembering previous bitter disillusionments and German tricks. The surviving remnants (Sherith Haplaithah) instantly took steps to organize Jewish life and to set up a Jewish Community.

"(January to April 1945)"
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February 13, 2020 - February 20, 2020.
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Tuesday, February 18, 2020

Life in the Third Reich: Daily Life in Nazi Germany, 1933-1945; by Paul Roland.



This is yet another book that is misleading if one goes by the title and cover, expecting another memoir of a child survivor of holocaust; and its not just thst one might be a trifle misled by these, but also that, if one has been reading such memoirs, one is offrered further series of books they claim are along the line, which then turn out often different - some were novels based on the era, which was ok, but some were novels about survivors who were mainstream Germans, not victims of holocaust or those that opposed the regime or were thrown in camps.

Books about travails of others are ok too, except that, when it comes to ordinary Germans and their travails due to losing the war, it seems like a clamour for a share of the sympathy pie. One may question if they'd not have been only too happy to share in the loot as long as Germany kept invading, occupying, enslaving and looting others. They often claim they were not only not Nazi but completely unaware of what Jews or similar others were put through, and were horrified and disgusted. While that's not unlikely, it's hard to believe that nobody thought anything about neighbourhood being ethnically cleansed, despite Kristallnacht and subsequent propaganda.
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This book at the beginning seems like nothing so ,such as a series of quotes from the famous work of William Shirer, Rise And Fall of The Third Reich. Until he tells about a student in a German public school, Bernt Engelmann, who saw the Nazi flag raised by a janitor who refused to take it down when ordered by a teacher, and subsequently saw a teacher suspended for taking that flag down despite most students cheering that teacher, because some Nazi students complained. All this, before they came to power.

"His father was a staunch believer in democracy, his mother had offered practical assistance to the ‘victims of an obviously inhuman policy’ and his grandfather, a trade unionist, Social Democrat and confirmed pacifist, had advised the boy to join a Socialist Workers’ youth group. Bernt’s paternal grandmother also instilled in him a distrust of sabre-rattling militarism and the conservative aristocracy who, she said, regarded the top government posts as their birthright. But it was only when Bernt witnessed the public burning of books written by authors that he had read and admired that he realized that the Nazis were the enemies of educated, free-thinking people such as himself.

"Later, as a young man during the war, he joined a resistance group but was arrested by the Gestapo and interned in Flossenbürg and Dachau concentration camps. After Germany’s capitulation, he became an eminent investigative journalist and returned to Berlin, where he interviewed many of the people with whom he’d grown up during the 1930s. He was shocked to discover that several of his former friends had highly selective memories of that period and that more than a few attributed their participation in the Hitler Youth to nothing more than ‘youthful idealism’."

But with such interludes of personal experiences and memories of various people notwithstanding, the book does seem to be holding onto a thesis of how ordinary Germans were simply short sighted and selfish, not evil; that, with the usual complaints about unfairness of Versailles treaty, and the not too subtle insinuation about how it was really allies who were thereby responsible for driving Germany into arms of nazis, with suitable quotes from Shirer and others, seems to be what the book is about.

If so, one may question why one would need to read it if one is familiar with the Shirer work. 
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"A limit was introduced, however, for female students enrolling in university, amounting to no more than 10 per cent of the total.

"Hitler had prohibited women from taking an active role in politics and the professions, although he permitted them to work as unpaid activists drumming up support for the party and caring for its underprivileged members. Their natural place in the National Socialist state was to be selfless mothers of blond, blue-eyed Aryan babies, a role encapsulated in the party slogan Kinder, Küche und Kirche [Children, Kitchen and Church]."

"As for unmarried single women, they were regarded as second-class citizens or Staatsangehöriger [subjects of the state], and afforded the same legal status as Jews and mentally disabled people. And yet, a significant proportion of Hitler’s most ardent supporters were women, although it is a myth that they voted in greater numbers for the Nazis than for rival parties."

Yet there were thousands of women members of Nazi party, devoted followers.

"Every free moment they could spare would be devoted to party projects of one sort or another and their only recognition would be a front seat at various local events, or perhaps the honour of presenting a bouquet to party officials, maybe even the Führer himself. These women, by all accounts, rarely complained and also remained staunchly loyal even after they were forced to face the horrors perpetrated by the regime.

"More often than not they would blame Heinrich Himmler or other Nazi leaders but rarely Hitler, whom they believed shared their concern for the welfare of the German people. They dismissed the rumours regarding the extermination camps and atrocities committed by the SS in the conquered territories as malicious gossip. At party meetings they swallowed the official line – that the concentration camps had been built to imprison criminals, profiteers and other undesirable individuals who would be taught discipline and re-educated. The newspapers regularly reported details of those who had been arrested and what crime they had committed against the state to merit their subsequent internment, or execution. This made a mockery of their claim after the war that they knew nothing of what took place at camps within Germany, such as Dachau near Munich and Ravensbrück, north of Berlin. Such measures were generally considered necessary and it was understood that the inmates deserved to be dealt with severely. To enforce the impression that only habitual offenders were imprisoned in camps within Germany, the press printed photographs of individuals specially selected for their ‘repulsive’ appearance.

"It was in the regime’s interest to publicize the existence of the camps to act as a deterrent and this gave rise to the saying, ‘Hush! Watch out! You don’t want to end up in a concentration camp.’"
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Peter Drucker, a young faculty member at Frankfurt University, hoped to remain at his post, but was shocked by what he witnessed at the meeting.

"‘Frankfurt was the first university the Nazis tackled, precisely because it was the most self-confidently liberal of major German universities, with a faculty that prided itself on its allegiance to scholarship, freedom of conscience and democracy. The Nazis therefore knew that control of Frankfurt University would mean control of German academia. And so did everyone at the university. Above all, Frankfurt had a science faculty distinguished both by its scholarship and by its liberal convictions; and outstanding among the Frankfurt scientists was a biochemist–physiologist of Nobel-Prize calibre and impeccable liberal credentials.’"

"‘The new Nazi commissar wasted no time on the amenities. He immediately announced that Jews would be forbidden to enter university premises and would be dismissed without salary on March 15; this was something no one had thought possible despite the Nazis’ loud anti-Semitism. Then he launched into a tirade of abuse, filth, and four-letter words such as had been heard rarely even in the barracks and never before in academia. He pointed his finger at one department chairman after another and said, “You either do what I tell you or we’ll put you into a concentration camp.” There was silence when he finished; everybody waited for the distinguished biochemist–physiologist. The great liberal got up, cleared his throat, and said, “Very interesting, Mr Commissar, and in some respects very illuminating: but one point I didn’t get too clearly. Will there be more money for research in physiology?” The meeting broke up shortly thereafter with the commissar assuring the scholars that indeed there would be plenty of money for “racially pure science”. A few of the professors had the courage to walk out with their Jewish colleagues, but most kept a safe distance from these men who only a few hours earlier had been their close friends. I went out sick unto death – and I knew that I was going to leave Germany within forty-eight hours.’"
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"Manual labourers and white-collar workers were also acutely aware that their wages declined steadily during the Nazi era, while income from factory ownership and investment rose. Workers found themselves putting in longer hours and working faster to meet production targets in the hope of receiving an increase in wages.

"While the Nazi leadership declared their solidarity with the people, they enacted laws that bound workers to a form of medieval serfdom. Under the Law for the Organization of National Labour (passed in 1934), for example, industry regressed to a feudal system with employees reduced to the status of servants. If an employer didn’t want an employee to leave, they could refuse to hand over the documents that were required whenever someone began a new job.

"The regime attempted to appease the workers and get the most out of them by initiating a programme they called Kraft durch Freude [strength through joy], which offered incentives to productivity in the form of holidays and state-subsidized leisure activities. By 1937 almost 38.5 million Germans had participated in these state-sponsored leisure activities, which included symphony concerts, theatre performances, cruises to Scandinavia and Spain and breaks to the German countryside.’

"It all sounded too good to be true and it was. The beneficiaries of these bonuses were often the highly skilled workers, administrative staff and management.

"One branch of Robert Ley’s organization promoted the building of leisure facilities and canteens in factories and offices, which employees were shocked to learn they would have to build and pay for themselves.

"But the most cynical strategy was the offer of a Volkswagen car, which workers paid for over several years but that was never produced. Every employee who signed up for the scheme had 5 marks a month deducted from his or her wage packet in addition to taxes and compulsory contributions to Nazi welfare organizations. After three-quarters of the price had been paid, the employee would receive a voucher with an order number. They were never told, however, that the factory built to assemble the cars had been converted for the production of munitions."
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"On 10 May 1933, students in Berlin and other major German cities organized the public burning of books deemed to be ‘un-German’. These included titles by Thomas Mann, H.G. Wells, Jack London, Sigmund Freud, Albert Einstein and the blind American author and political activist Helen Keller. Propaganda minister Josef Goebbels had incited the students of Berlin with a rabble-rousing speech that betrayed the real reason for this act of intellectual vandalism: the Nazis feared anything that encouraged the masses to think for themselves and to question the validity of whatever they were told."

"A hundred years earlier the German–Jewish poet Heinrich Heine had written, ‘Where one burns books, human beings will inevitably follow.’"
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"History was literally rewritten to emphasize the positive aspects of German nationalism and to apportion blame for the defeat of 1918 to the convenient scapegoats – the vindictive Allied victors and the Jews.

"The subject of racial purity pervaded practically every subject from biology to geography, with emphasis on the need for Lebensraum [living space for the German people]."
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"Susan remembered being woken that night by shouting and screaming as eight young storm troopers burst into the family home and began to vandalize everything in sight. They locked their parents in a bathroom then attacked Susan and her younger sister. The girls were dragged out of bed and Susan’s nightgown was ripped to shreds. Her parents could be heard shouting and crying but were unable to intervene. Then the SA thugs ordered Susan to get dressed, but as she opened the wardrobe they pulled it down on top of her and left, assuming they had killed her. Fortunately, it had fallen onto an overturned table, which left just enough room for the terrified teenager to crawl out and comfort her sister, who had shielded herself with blankets now covered with broken mirror glass.

"The next day the family cleared up the wreckage of their apartment with the help of an elderly maid who admitted she was a staunch admirer of Hitler and who could not believe that he had sanctioned such wanton destruction.

"Later that morning Susan took her bicycle to visit family friends to see if they were all right – no one dared use the phone for fear that it was being tapped by the Gestapo. All had suffered traumatic experiences the previous night. Now they urged each other to leave the city as the notorious Jew-baiter Julius Streicher was organizing a mass rally for that evening at which it was feared he would call for more attacks on the Jews of Nuremberg. The Oppenheimer family decided to drive to the British consulate in Munich but they were stopped soon after they reached the city, their father was arrested and the car confiscated. When their mother enquired when she might see her husband again she was told that they would be sent his ashes. As Susan later learned, her father was already on his way to Dachau."

"Judy’s father had lost his business, a small factory producing household goods, after the Nazis seized it. One day she returned home from school to find the door open and her parents gone. A neighbour told her they had been taken by the Gestapo and she would be arrested if she remained. Showing great presence of mind, she took her passport, some money that her mother had hidden for emergencies and a small suitcase and joined a Kindertransport taking unaccompanied children to safety in Britain.

"Without a guarantor to sponsor her and meet her at the other end of her journey, she was taking an enormous risk. But after she arrived at the station and was approached by weeping mothers begging her to look after their young children, she had the bright idea of buying a nurse’s costume from a fancy-dress shop and posing as a nurse. It was an idea that saved her life."
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"If the family was anti-Nazi, odds were the child would be. That’s a big reason the Nazis wanted to undermine the family.’"
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"In Hamburg, ballot papers for the national plebiscite on Germany’s reoccupation of the Rhineland had been numbered in invisible ink and those who voted against were subsequently arrested. Knowing this, trainee lawyer Peter Bielenberg volunteered to assist with the count in his district of Berlin later that same year – in a vote called to approve more of the party’s policies – and was elated to see that many had voted ‘no’. But the next morning the newspapers declared a unanimous vote in the party’s favour, confirming what every free-thinking German had feared: the opposition had been effectively silenced and more severe measures would need to be taken to remove the dictator."
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"Although there was never the possibility that a love of jazz might form the foundation for a real resistance movement, the authorities were alarmed to learn that the freeform dance routines included overtly provocative gestures such as a version of the Hitler salute incorporating Churchill’s ‘V’ for Victory sign. Mocking the Sieg Heil salute was prohibited by law, so doing so even behind closed doors was a violation punishable by imprisonment. And being under the age of legal responsibility was no defence. In October 1942, 17-year-old Helmuth Hübener became the youngest of 16,500 people to be beheaded by guillotine during the Hitler years. His crime was distributing anti-war leaflets based on BBC broadcasts.

"But the threat of such grim retribution did not appear to dampen the enthusiasm of the swing kids. Other seemingly innocent phrases in English or Yiddish were sprinkled into casual conversation to identify a fellow swing fan (‘Swing Heil’ being the most common greeting or parting phrase) or to provoke outrage from eavesdroppers and passers-by.

"In 1940 the authorities attempted to crack down on the movement by installing a curfew on under-18s, but it proved almost impossible to enforce as they routinely used counterfeit identity papers to gain entrance to the clubs, bars and dance halls. Even without such papers, it was difficult to determine their true age due to their adult attire and the girls’ heavy use of make-up."
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"Hans-Jürgen Massaquoi was a talented saxophonist whose musicianship would save himself and his mother from starvation after the war when he found employment playing for American merchant seamen in Hamburg clubs. But during the Hitler years, Massaquoi had the unique experience of being one of the few black German children growing up in the Third Reich."

Having read Destined To Witness, his autobiography or his account of those years in his words, the impression one retains decades later is his repeatedly telling about the many schoolmates and others who defended him against bullies, telling them to not bother him, that he was as German as anybody else amonst them.

And his pride in achievements of black athletes at the Olympics is, of course, the other thing one recalls from the account. 
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"Berlin housewife Emmi Bonhoefer was contemptuous of those who denied all knowledge of the dictatorship’s persecution of the Jews and other minorities:

"‘Of course in ‘38 when the synagogues were burning everybody knew what was going on. I remember my brother in law told me that he went to his office by train the morning after Kristallnacht and between the stations of Zarienplatz and zoological gardens there was a Jewish synagogue on fire and he murmured, “That’s a shame on our culture.” Right away a gentleman sitting opposite him turned his lapel and showed his party badge and produced his papers showing he was Gestapo. My brother in law had to show his papers and give his address and was ordered to come to the party office next morning at 9 o’clock. He was questioned and had to explain what he had meant by that remark. He tried to talk himself out of it but his punishment was that he had to arrange and distribute the ration cards for the area at the beginning of every month. And he did this for seven years until the end of the war. The family had to arrange the cards for each category of the population, workers, children etc. but he was not permitted to have a helper. He had to go alone. That was how they broke the back of the people.’"
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"Professor Tubach, a former member of the Hitler Youth who came to despise the Nazis and after the war coauthored AN UNCOMMON FRIENDSHIP with a Holocaust survivor, interviewed a woman who had witnessed the aftermath of Kristallnacht from the safety of her classroom. She recalled that her teacher had interrupted his class to take the pupils outside to see a burning synagogue ringed with SA thugs who prevented the fire brigade from intervening. No comment was made during or after the unscheduled outing, which can be interpreted as either shameful indifference or a general feeling that the Jews had finally got what they deserved."
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"For the ordinary German, the Second World War did not begin with the hellish screaming of Stuka dive bombers and ground-shaking explosions, as it did for the civilians of Warsaw and Krakow. There were no air-raid drills or blackouts as there were in Britain, or panic buying of essential foodstuffs and petrol as there was in France, Belgium and the Netherlands. Instead, the first sign that Germany was now engaged in an international conflict came with the severing of all communication with the outside world. From the afternoon of 1 September 1939, no phone calls could be made outside of the Reich. Operators were instructed to inform callers that they were unable to connect them, but that normal service would be resumed as soon as possible.

"The wireless was now people’s primary source of information and all broadcasts had to be approved by Goebbels’ Ministry of Propaganda and Public Enlightenment. Consequently, the tone of the first news announcements on the eve of war was one of resignation and resolve. It was ‘regrettable’ that events had come to this, but the leadership had a ‘clear conscience’. The German people had a right to Lebensraum [living space]:

"‘We have done all that any country could do to establish peace.’

"Few who listened to the news on that mild autumn evening would have questioned that right. For more than a year the population of Germany and its Axis allies had been conditioned to believe that they were the victims of the vindictive Allied powers who had imposed punitive reparations after Germany’s defeat in the First World War and who had occupied territory that the Führer had declared to be sacred soil. The invasion of Poland was not an act of aggression, they were told, but merely Germany exercising its authority to ‘liberate’ German nationals from the occupied territories and to cleanse Europe of ‘inferior races’ so that Eastern Europe could be Aryanized."
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"Shortages, longer working hours and drives for more productivity were largely tolerated while the German armed forces were advancing across Western Europe, the Balkans, North Africa and Russia. Imminent victory then seemed assured, but from the winter of 1942 the mood at home became considerably less optimistic.

"Hope of a swift victory evaporated after the shocking defeat of Rommel’s Afrika Korps at the second battle of El Alamein in November 1942. Soon after, German civilians were informed of the fate facing the once invincible Wehrmacht on the Eastern Front and asked to make further sacrifices to provide winter clothing for the Sixth Army besieged at Stalingrad.

"News of their ignominious surrender in February 1943 was all the more demoralizing because it had followed assurances from the Ministry of Propaganda that the Soviet forces had been on the verge of collapse. But although these reversals had a significant impact on morale, it was the intensity of the Allied bombing raids on German cities that brought the gravity of the situation home to the civilian population. Each month brought more bad news that even Goebbels was hard pressed to deny, or to present as a strategic withdrawal. When news of the loss of more than 40 U-boats in May of 1943 forced Admiral Dönitz to withdraw his ‘wolfpacks’ from the Battle of the Atlantic, every German knew it meant that the Allied convoys would be largely unmolested from now on while their own supply ships would be at the mercy of Allied warships and fighters.

"By war’s end, many adults were reduced to eating horsemeat, if they were lucky enough to find it, but even starvation and the threat of being besieged on all sides failed to shake some diehard Nazis. The mood inside Hitler’s Germany was grim but determined. It was summed up by a slogan that was being scrawled on the walls of bombed-out buildings throughout the country:

"‘Enjoy the war. Peace will be hell.’"
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"In June 1942, 20-year-old Berliner Cioma Schönhaus escaped deportation to a concentration camp because he was more valuable to the Reich as a skilled worker in one of their munitions factories. His parents and family were sent to their deaths at Majdanek extermination camp near Lublin, and Cioma was left to fend for himself."

"A German acquaintance had told the boy, ‘It is irresponsible to pull away from the evacuation. All Jews must suffer together. All must go together. One has to obey and do what the authorities request.’ Cioma’s reply was, ‘They can kiss my ass. I won’t let myself get caught. I want to be free.’

"Remarkably, in the very centre of Hitler’s web, he chanced upon Germans who were willing to risk their lives to help an ‘enemy of the state’. The factory foreman told him how to sabotage the machine-gun barrels that he was filing and a former government minister offered to supply him with false identity papers when it became necessary for him to disappear into the underground community of escaped Jews and other ‘undesirables’ living in the sewers and deserted buildings of the capital.

"There Cioma survived working as a document forger, using the skills he had learned at art school to alter identity cards and passbooks for fellow ‘submarines’. He also created multiple identities for himself so that he could live in a number of apartments unmolested by the Gestapo and occasionally eat in expensive restaurants that were off-limits to Jews. These included the Kaiserhof, a favourite restaurant of Hitler, Himmler and Goebbels. So he was frequently in the midst of Nazi officials – indeed, where better to hide than among the very people looking for him? He admits it gave him an adrenaline rush to defy his tormentors in this way and it became addictive."

"It was only when the former government minister Herr Kaufmann offered to supply him with false identity papers that Cioma decided his incredible run of luck may have been about to run out. On 6 September 1943 he packed a rucksack and pedalled across Berlin on his bike on the long ride towards the Swiss border, a copy of a book by Dr Goebbels in his rucksack in case he was stopped and questioned. A forged service record enabled him to stay in hotels and eat in cafés without attracting the attention of the authorities. He attributes his incredible good fortune to the fact that he remained unsentimental:

"‘When you are sad, it is like having a stone around your neck and you can no longer take action. You are lost.’"
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"As late as spring 1944, the German press continued to proclaim victory in two-inch-high headlines. When they finally acknowledged that their troops were making steady progress on the Eastern Front despite difficult circumstances, only the most staunch believer in the invincibility of the master race could fail to interpret it as an admission that the Russian campaign was not proceeding according to plan.

"Soon every retreat became a strategic withdrawal. But the true picture of what was occurring inside Germany was to be found in the inside pages of the Völkischer Beobachter and its regional rivals. The implacable discipline that held Germany together under the supreme will of the Führer was beginning to crack. The unpalatable facts were to be read in the reports of the latest ‘criminal’ to be found guilty and summarily executed after a phoney trial for undermining the morale of the people. Invariably their ‘crime’ was inconsequential – minor theft of provisions or violation of a blackout regulation.

"The message was clear: disloyalty was punishable by death.

"The very thought of defeat was treasonable. And yet an increasing number of sons, brothers and fathers were coming home on leave to tell their families what they had witnessed in the east. Care-worn and weary, more than one had warned that the Russians would not be merciful after what their people had suffered under the advancing German army."
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Chapter six, about Eycke Strickland, Renata Zerner and Anneliese Heider, is worth quoting in entirety. Unfortunately the publisher's limit expired before this.
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February 16, 2020 - February 17, 2020.

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Sunday, February 16, 2020

Camino Island: by John Grisham.



What would an average, normal reader think the book was about, going by the title? Well, someone familiar with the author would know he's generally writing about the world of legal entanglements, courts and cases, lawyers and criminals, wrongful deaths and damages awarded and class action suits; and that his works generally have roots in Mississippi and he is fond of pointing out just how easy it is for someone persecuted by dangerous guys to find sanctuary in Caribbean islsnds, and more. With the title indicating an island, but presumably not Caribbean, one might think its about a smuggler gang carrying on things slightly offshore, possibly just out of reach of U.S. law forces, but easy enough to carry on shady deals in U.S. nevertheless.

And as he does often enough, he smacks you awake with the first few words - an impersonation of a college professor to query about a manuscript of an obscure work of a famous writer, by a gang of art thieves and an internet security hacker, who carry out a theft from a famous university!

And FBI is right on their heels, too, as soon as they've done it.
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And Camino Island, incidentally, isn't an island at all, but a place on a beach in Florida.

" ... Florida beach on Camino Island, a ten-mile-long barrier strip just north of Jacksonville."

It's as much on Google maps as Ford county of Mississippi, often, but not always, the setting of Grisham works.
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Very engrossing, what with university professors, authors, people deeply involved in books, and a Florida beach ten miles north of Jacksonville for a setting where the young writer Mercer Mann walks at night to watch over turtles.

Mercer was let go after teaching for three years at Chapel Hill, and hired for a huge sum, by an agency looking for the stolen Fitzgerald manuscripts, to go live for a while at her grandmother Tessa's cottage on the beach in Camino Island, write her next book, and meanwhile find information on the quiet about the manuscripts, which they believe are in the Bay Books owner's possession.

Rumour was that a Boston bookstore owner bought them for half the sum Denny, the thief, asked for, and then getting cold feet, sold them on fast. Bruce Cable who owns the Bay Books bookstore in Camino Island has, the agency heard, bought the manuscripts, and Mercer is being paid to be herself and let them know what she hears.
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"Now Denny was back in Georgetown, with Rooker, and looking for his treasure. Ribikoff had given him a good screwing the first time around. It would not happen again. As the gallery was closing at 7:00 p.m. on Wednesday, May 25, Denny walked in its front door while Rooker pried open a window to Joel’s office. When all doors were locked and all lights were off, they carried Joel to his apartment on the third floor, bound and gagged him, and began the ugly business of extracting information."

Denny has just appeared in Boston and threatened Oscar, the son of the original owner of the bookstore. There was meanwhile a mention of an art store owner in Georgetown, accosted by crooks.

"An hour later, a lawyer named Ron Jazik stepped onto an elevator in the federal building in Trenton, New Jersey, and pushed the button to the ground floor. At the last second, a stranger slid through the doors and pushed the button to the third floor. As soon as the doors closed, and they were alone, the stranger said, “You represent Jerry Steengarden, right? Court appointed.”

"Jazik sneered and said, “Who the hell are you?”

"In a flash, the stranger slapped Jazik across the face, knocking off his glasses. With an iron grip, he grabbed Jazik’s throat and rammed his head against the back wall of the elevator. “Don’t talk to me like that. A message for your client. One wrong word to the FBI and people will get hurt. We know where his mother lives, and we know where your mother lives too.”

"Jazik’s eyes bulged as he dropped his briefcase. He grabbed the stranger’s arm but the death grip just got tighter. Jazik was almost sixty years old and out of shape. The guy with the grip was at least twenty years younger and, at that moment, seemed incredibly strong. He growled, “Am I clear? Do you understand?”

"The elevator stopped at the third floor, and as the door opened the stranger let go and shoved Jazik into a corner where he fell to his knees. The stranger walked past him and left as if nothing had happened. No one was waiting to get on, and Jazik quickly got to his feet, found his glasses, picked up his briefcase, and considered his options. His jaw stung and his ears were ringing and his first thought was to call the police and report the assault. There were federal marshals in the lobby and maybe he could wait there with them until his assailant emerged. On the way down, though, he decided it might be best not to overreact. By the time he reached the ground floor, he was breathing again. He found a restroom and splashed water on his face and looked at himself. The right side of his face was red but not swollen.

"The physical sensation of taking such a blow was stunning, and painful. He felt something warm in his mouth and spat blood into the sink.

"He had not spoken to Jerry Steengarden in over a month. They had little to discuss. Their meetings were always brief because Jerry had nothing to say. The stranger who had just slapped and threatened him had little to worry about."

Alarmingly, Oscar gave the name of Bruce Cable after Denny and Rooker had threatened him, and one fears for Mercer's safety, what with her living alone in a cottage on beach in Camino Island. 
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Bruce Cable commands respect for more than one reason. A young man who inherits more than a quarter of a million dollars doesn't gambler away, doesn't drink or party it away, but goes and buys a bookstore, and then makes a success of it. Some shortcuts such as keeping what sells, moving inventory, doing book tours, but has much more valuable traits such as caring for rare books, and most of all, reading.
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"Elaine Shelby was working in her home office late Saturday morning when Graham called from Camino Island. “Touchdown,” he announced. “Looks like our girl spent the night in the big house.”

"“Talk to me,” she said.

"“She parked across the street around eight last night and her car’s still there. Another couple left this morning, don’t know their names. Mercer and Cable are inside. It’s raining hard here, the perfect morning to shack up. Go, girl.”

"“It’s about time. Keep me posted.”

"“Will do.”

"“I’ll be down Monday.”

"Denny and Rooker were watching too. They had traced the North Carolina license plates on Mercer’s car and done the background. They knew her name, recent employment history, current lodging at the Lighthouse Inn, publishing résumé, and partial ownership of the beach cottage. They knew Noelle Bonnet was out of town and her store was closed. They knew as much as they could possibly know, except what, exactly, to do next."
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Bruce showed Mercer the manuscript in the vault, and she was shocked. She walked away, and agonised for hours before calling Elaine. They were shocked too, and informed FBI.

Bruce saw Jake who was working in Noelle's basement.

"After the pleasantries, Bruce said, “Our friend Ms. Mann will not be buying the table after all. Noelle wants it shipped to an address in Fort Lauderdale. Knock off the legs and find a crate.”

"“Sure,” Jake said. “Today?”

"“Yes, it’s a rush job. Hop on it.”

"“Yes, sir.”"

But when the agents went with the search warrant, it was missing. Bruce left for France.

Denny and his accomplice were, however, picked up a couple of days prior to this, since FBI had hidden a camera in the bookstore.

Bruce and Noelle went to her workshop at Nice.

"Bruce removed thick packing foam from the crate, and suddenly he and Noelle were staring at Mercer’s writing desk. Below its surface were the facings of three drawers that had been removed to create a hidden space. With a claw hammer, Bruce gently pried open the surface. Inside were five identical cedar boxes, all custom built to his specs by a cabinetmaker on Camino Island.

"Gatsby and friends."
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A bookshop owner in Paris met a Princeton alumni U.S. lawyer in Paris, one with dual citizenship and degrees from both countries, and informed him that a friend of his knew someone who was willing to return the manuscripts to Princeton - for a price, four million per manuscript.

Thomas Kendrick, the lawyer flew to Princeton after having called them and met the intermediary again, with a single page for proof. Elaine was at the meeting with other officials at Princeton. The insurance was for twenty five million, and the CEO said they'd pay half of the twenty required to buy them back.

Bruce had a laugh. 
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The final scene, Bruce accosting Mercer and her apologising, is pure patriarchical U.S. perversion. His being a crook is not relevant because hes a man and succeeds, her being employed as an agent to retrieve information about the stolen goods must be apologised for because she owes him - for what, exactly? Being used?

Just for that, reduced number of stars.
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January 21, 2020 - February 13, 2020 - February 15, 2020.

ISBN 978 1 473 66376 3
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Thursday, February 13, 2020

Hiding in Plain Sight: My Holocaust Story of Survival; by Beatrice Sonders.



The book is from compilation of transcripts of interviews that the author's grandmother gave to various people and organisations, including some ten hours of interviews with the author over several days in 2016.

"“In every generation, each person is obligated to view for themselves as if they had been there and left Egypt.”

"In other words, we are required to put ourselves in the Exodus narrative and try to imagine that we, as individuals, were witnesses to the slavery of our people and their eventual deliverance out of Egypt to the promised land of Israel. The following memoir entailed a long, complex process, but I like to think that the words in this memoir of the matriarch of my family serve as our own sort of Haggadah. While it’s a telling of a story not two-thousand years old, but a mere seventy-five years old, because of my grandmother’s survival, we are here today. Because of her, we are a family bound by our connection to this remarkable story of hope, luck, and faith."

"To find more answers, I contacted the International Tracing Service and found documents of my grandmother’s time in the displaced persons (DP) camps in Germany after the war. I also came across her listing on the ship manifest when she and her family came to America in 1949 and dug into the family tree, coming across cousins from both Bea’s maternal and paternal lineage. Perhaps most interestingly, I discovered that my grandmother’s first cousin, Ida Rosenblum, who is only six months younger than she is, lives in the building next door to her. Due to a family misunderstanding, they did not know each other, despite raising their families less than a mile from one another. I think, therefore, that it is important to recognize the deep wounds the Holocaust created and that, even seventy-five years later, some of these small fragments of shattered families are only now being pieced back together.

"In August of 2016, I had the opportunity to travel with my wife to David-Horodok, which is in present-day Belarus, with the David-Horodok organization of Detroit. Together, with other David-Horodok descendants from Detroit and Israel, we walked the cobblestone streets of the town that was once a thriving Jewish community. I found the street on which my grandmother’s house once stood. We walked the seven kilometers to the mass grave where Bea’s brother and father most likely remain, and later journeyed to Sarny, which is today across the border in the Ukraine. Grandma and her mother walked this 100-kilometer journey together in August of 1941.

"There, on the outskirts of town, are three large mounds of earth—the three mass graves in which nearly 18,000 Jews were murdered during the liquidation of the Sarny ghetto. This is the resting place of Bea’s mother. Seeing these locations firsthand was a moving and emotional experience and motivated me further to help complete my grandmother’s memoir."
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"In August of 1941, the German soldiers came into town. Before we fully realized what was happening, the Nazis were in our backyards. Two soldiers stopped my father on the street one day, and one of the soldiers—his name was Karl Ludwig—gave him a pack of cigarettes and the address of his mother in Vienna. “Hitler’s aim is to wipe out all the Jewish people,” he said. “But I feel sorry for your pretty, young daughter. Here is the address of my mother in Vienna. Your daughter should take the train and go there. Don’t tell anyone she is Jewish. My mother will keep her.”

"The six-foot-two soldier continued to call on us for three days, always paying me special attention. He would bring cigarettes for my father each time, along with the same warning for me: “You need to leave. Hitler is coming.”

"On the third day, he called on our house with his helmet under his arm. He’d come to say goodbye to me and my father, but only I was awake. We conversed in German. I didn’t know the language well, but I understood a little bit. “I don’t want to fight,” he said. “But I have an order to move on, so that’s what I have to do.”"

"As my father struggled against his captors, a German soldier put a pistol to his head and shot him in cold blood. I was there when it happened, in the house with my mother. As the shot echoed through the town, thudding through my ribcage like an irregular heartbeat, I ran out of the house to find my father lying in a pool of blood. It was raining. I’d never seen so much rain in my life. Torrents of water soaked me through and pelted my father’s unmoving body. I began to hemorrhage, throwing up blood as it ran from my mouth and nose at the same time. I couldn’t even scream. I lost my voice, my words, and just kept throwing up. I was in a daze, a nightmare I couldn’t escape."

"It must have been ten or fifteen minutes before the Hordotchukas came by again, triumphant as they began kicking the women, disabled, elderly, and remaining children from the town. They threatened us with sticks and yelled at us to move fast. It continued to pour as we left behind my parents’ precious dowry collection that they’d hidden in the cellar for my future husband—a silver candelabra, dry goods, shoes, coats, and blankets—and all the pleasant memories of our little duplex. We left in what we were wearing, skirts and blouses. We didn’t take anything with us, except for my brother’s heavy winter jacket. My mother grabbed it on our way out the door and wrapped me up in it.

"We left my father in the backyard with a blanket over his body. My uncle Shevach and his older son Laizel had been taken away with the other men, and my grandfather was with one of his granddaughters, so I didn’t know what had happened to him. Later, I would come to find out that my uncle, cousin, and those other men—all Jewish males over the age of fourteen—had been summoned to the marketplace that day. They had been told to take shovels with them, having been promised to get work that day. The marketplace had been surrounded by German SS troops and Hordotchukas, who’d led the group of men to a close-by village, and they had been shot to death there. They were thrown into mass graves by the Hordotchukas, who stole all the gold rings, watches, clothing, shoes, gold teeth, and other belongings of the deceased. They didn’t even wait to make sure the Jews were dead before they started burying them. Some were buried alive."

"My brother had been hiding with my father, and he’d been seized as well. We found his body on our way out of town, face down in the grass in a bare space between some houses."

"No one seemed to care where we went, so we walked south out of town. As we walked away from what remained of David-Horodok, a Hordotchuka played the accordion—happy music as we marched toward more suffering. My mother decided we’d go to Sarny, a city about 100 kilometers south of David-Horodok, where she had a cousin who might be able to help us. When we passed by the outskirts of town, we ran across the graves. All the men and boys the soldiers had collected had been killed and piled up in holes they’d dug themselves. No male over the age of fourteen had been spared.

"It continued to rain as we left the town, soaking us through and exhausting us, but I said nothing. It was like someone had taken away my tongue, and I didn’t even have the energy to feel afraid. What was there to be afraid of, anyway? I’d just seen the worst horrors imaginable take place right outside my childhood home. That night, when it got too dark to see anymore, we collapsed onto the wet grass and slept. I heard that some Ukrainian men later came and took the young girls they could find, raping them in the fields as the others slept. My brother’s jacket may have saved me from that atrocity. Wrapped up in it and sleeping, I must have looked like an old woman."

"My voice did not return, not for a long time.

"I was still able to see my mother every day, since the houses were just a few blocks from each other. There was a zalman, a single man, staying at the same house as my mother. He would come out and talk to me occasionally about school and Israel. I never said much during our conversations. I was very depressed after what happened to my father and brother. I was in shock. I didn’t talk, and I couldn’t stand when I heard people talking. Instead, I would walk away and stay secluded. These days, they probably would’ve sent me to a psychiatrist. My mother, on the other hand, was incredibly brave. She saw that I was sick, that I was a changed person. She kept to herself and never mentioned my father’s or brother’s names, even though I knew she was hurting just as much as I was.

"It would be years before I realized that we weren’t the only ones who didn’t want to talk about it.

"For a whole year, my mother was able to provide food for the both of us by trading her skill at sewing with a Ukrainian widow. We coexisted with the Ukrainians for a little more than a year, but, in the spring of 1942, we were uprooted again when the Germans formed a ghetto in Sarny to isolate all the Jews and keep them imprisoned."

What happened next, or rather, how the Jews in Sarny were massacred, in thousands, by Germans and their Ukrainian helpers, is described in the next chapter. The horror of this more than matches the infamous Katyn massacre. Beatrice was saved due to a cousin quietly drawing her away and hiding in a very small bunkerlike space for several days.

"When we couldn’t take it anymore, we started to venture out to look for food. Eventually, I was spotted by a German soldier. He learned my routes and followed me one night, giving me a slip of paper with an address written on it. “This is my address,” he said quietly. “Get there and see my mother. She will protect you until I come back.” I figured he had romantic intentions and tore up the address as soon as he was out of sight. Thinking back, it could have been his way to save my life."

"Aunt Dreizel finally told me to go outside the ghetto and visit a Polish couple who lived near its border to beg for some food. “Tell them you are by yourself,” she ordered me before sending me on my way.

"Since the ghetto had been liquidated, and since we were near the edge of the ghetto as it was, I found my way to the Polish couple’s house with little trouble. Their last name was Goldchevsky, and I knew them from before the ghetto liquidation. Mrs. Goldchevsky took me in and washed my hair with a bowl of water, caring for me as if I was her own child. She suddenly looked at me and said, “You know, we don’t have any children. We are going to keep you behind the dresser, and, after the war, you will marry a Polish man.”"

Beatrice said she'd come back, and did when the hideout was discovered, but the Ukrainian police were coming to the house of Mrs. Goldchevsky and she told Beatrice, who escaped. At another farm, a woman fed her lovingly, but said her son was Nazi, and gave her a sack and hatchet so she could go pretending she was digging for potatoes. Another Russian woman saved her by blocking her from the view of another guard with her own body, until he left. She hugged and kissed Beatrice and wept, saying she'd wanted to keep her but was now afraid, before letting her escape after he'd left promising to bring a hundred guards.

Beatrice next found refuge with a Polish family, named Yanacheck, in their farmhouse. They hid, fed and protected her in the barn until it was too cold, and then in their home.

"One day in the spring of 1943, the Ukrainians decided they wanted their own independent country. The Jews had been driven out, and now they wanted the Polish people killed as well. News spread that they were burning all the Polish farms in the region and killing their inhabitants with knives and hatchets. I didn’t become aware of this until one morning, when I awoke to the sound of the Yanachecks packing in a hurry to leave their farm. When I asked what was going on, Mrs. Yanacheck tearfully explained everything.

"“We’re going to Germany,” she finally said. “We’re right along the border already—I think we can do it. You better come along too!”"

She got separated from them during the journey, but was treated kindly by other strangers, and sent to work at a farmhouse, where she learned milking and other things. Due to her blue eyes and blond hair, she was taken to be Polish. But then, one day as Easter approached, a co-worker asked her if she'd been to confession, and she responded incorrectly due to her exhaustion so her identity was exposed; she left the farm telling the woman she was returning to Sarny where her family owned a house.

The Yanacheck family had a relative,Anna Kopera, who was her age and who'd died along with her family in the war, so they'd said they'd tell everyone she was Anna Kopera. So Beatrice assumed that identity and got work in Germany, and asked to work in kitchen, was sent to a resort for German soldiers at Tegernsee. She found a friend, another girl her age, Valla, and later they left for Vienna, Valla assuring her it was a nicer place.

They worked in a restaurant in Vienna, but the bombing raids were frightening. They went on to a mess at a training facility for youth, but war came to them, from east, and they returned to Vienna working at a hospital. Valla returned home, and Beatrice stayed on. She was with the hospital, which had moved to Hungary, when liberation came. 
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After that the hospital moved to Budapest, and then to Romania. There, for the first time after years, she met other Jews.

"I was recommended to a little shoe shop, where I instantly noticed the shoemaker and his family were Jewish. As I waited, they confirmed my suspicions by speaking Yiddish to each other.

"“I hope you aren’t going to say anything about me,” I said in Russian, giving them a smile. “I can understand every word you’re saying.”

"They froze, staring at me and narrowing their eyes a little. “How?” they asked.

"“I’m Jewish.” A shiver crept up my spine as I realized that this was the first time I’d said outright that I was Jewish since my childhood.

"They didn’t believe me, mainly because I didn’t look the part. They began to speak to me in Yiddish, and I realized that I couldn’t even utter a word in reply. So many years of using Russian, Polish, and German had erased my memories of Yiddish.

"“She must have worked for a Jewish family and picked up a few words,” the shoemaker’s helper, a young man, said in Yiddish.

"The shoemaker nodded. “There isn’t any way she’s Jewish.”

"He strode over to the window and picked up a Romanian paper, handing it to me and pointing out a block of text in Hebrew.

"“I can read that,” I said, and read the entire thing in Hebrew. I hadn’t spoken it in so long, yet I remembered every word and pronunciation.

"“You are blood!” They started kissing me and hugging me, already talking about how they were going to help me find a choisen, a groom, that evening.

"True to their word, they took me to another shoemaker’s place that night and introduced me. I tried to be polite, but I knew this match would never work—and getting married was the farthest thing from my plans. Not to mention, in Poland, marrying a shoemaker was considered a very bad match…the worst! Still, I got a good deal on my boots.

"The shoemaker’s family also later took me to a synagogue, which was full of Jewish people, both children and the elderly. The moment I stepped foot into the building, tears filled my eyes. It was as if nothing had happened in this town. They carried Torahs and sat just as they had in the synagogue back home. My heart broke a little at the memories flooding my mind, of all the times I’d sat with my mother upstairs as my father and brother took their seats downstairs. My whole family was gone, and it hurt—more than I could ever describe.

"When I asked how all these people had survived, they told me that the mayor of the town hadn’t given away the Jews."
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Three months later the facility relocated and she had few options - relocate to Russia or return to hometown being among those. She chose to return, but the train stopped at Sarny and wouldn't go on. She lost patience waiting for repairs, decided to walk, but found that Jews of her hometown had relocated to Sarny. Harold, a third cousin, found her - his family hadnt survived, hed been fighting with russian partisans. He was interested, and his relatives met her. She married him in December 1945.

"After the war had ended in 1945, Jewish survivors in Russian-occupied Poland were clamoring to escape communism and leave the country. Pogroms and anti-Jewish atrocities were raging over the entire area, and I didn’t want my unborn child to have to grow up in this environment.

"As awful as these riots were, they brought about an unexpected advantage: monthly transports to D.P. (displaced persons) camps in Bavaria, southern Germany. The camps were in American-occupied Germany, which meant we’d be safer and one step closer to getting to America. Most of our friends and acquaintances had already taken the trip to a D.P. camp, and I was anxious to get out of Sarny while we still could."

"In order to get a transport to the D.P. camp in Germany, we’d have to get out of Russian-occupied Sarny and cross the Russian border without getting caught. A friend of Harold’s was forming a small group to do just that. We signed up with money, sealing the deal. All in all, seven of us walked together. We were to reach our goal on foot, climbing the Alps. It would be difficult, but we had to try."

They managed to walk across and get to the camp which was in Bad Reichenhall, where her daughter Debra was born in October 1946. It was three years before they could go to U.S., and from N.Y. they went to Detroit where their relatives had been settled since long before WWII. 
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In Detroit Beatrice managed to finish a three year course at night school and get citizenship while managing one of the two bars she'd persuaded Harold to buy, but a man shooting her in her own bar in 1965 changed their direction. They were doing well, had a good house, and now sold the bars and bought two nursing homes, each managing one. They had three daughters, and eventually ten grandchildren, beginning with first in 1967.

"Rosa Levinson helped set my daughter Rita up on a blind date with a very handsome Egyptian Jewish medical student named Joseph Salama. ..... I came down the stairs and almost fainted when I first laid eyes on my future son-in-law—he was that handsome."

Beatrice relocated to Florida, bought condos, and finally having a good one, decided to divorce since the couple hadn't been compatible. She's never regretted it, and enjoyed her group of women in Florida. Soon after, she met Ben Sonders, a Polish Jew who'd graduated as an engineer from Krakow and was a survivor of Plaszow concentration camp. He had friends who were Schindler Jews, but he'd survived partly due to being electrical engineer. They married in 1983, and were happy together until he died in 2001, when her daughter brought her to live closer to them.
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February  01 - 07, 2020 - February 13, 2020.

ISBN: 978-1-7324625-1-9
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Wednesday, February 12, 2020

The Reckoning, by John Grisham.



The title refers to the accounting of sins and punishment, an accounting conducted quietly by a WWII veteran and hero decorated several times, who murders the pastor of his church, Methodist, after having thought it over in every way - and thereafter refuses to comment, responding with "I have nothing to say" to any query when he has to respond, if at all.
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The book reminds one of a forest home showed on Extreme Homes, a normal house turned on its side with a staircase replacing the corridor that connects the living areas with bedrooms, and in this case inverted so the living areas are at the top over the trees.

In this work Grisham begins with a detailed, leisurely even, account of the murder, the subsequent legal procedure and the families dealing with it, until the end of the trial and the resolution. The book is less than half at this point. One wonders if now he'd tell about the families discovering the reason. Or dealing with the aftermath.

Instead he goes back to the story of Pete Banning, the war hero, from the beginning - his meeting his future wife, his courtship and marriage, his change of career to farming his family's lands, and back again as he's called up in 1941.

The author reserves his mystery till the very end, with glimpses that aren't tantalising as much as convincing, and with good reason - Dexter Bell being a womaniser is not just a rumour but is known to his wife and painful, Pete Banning could have confronted him and thrashed him but for the question of honour of a Southern lady and gentleman that had him simply shoot him dead and then button up with "I have nothing to say" until the very end except telling his sister the day before execution, and then there is the greedy Jackie Bell and even more mean Errol McLeish whose grabbing the opportunity one despises but can only say, they'll come to no good given their ways.

But finally, as one reflects, it's really the South, and in particular, especially the laws of Mississippi that are the villain in the story, and then one marvels at the way Grisham has had the atmosphere ever present in the work like a thin veil of mist wafting and weaving through, generally surprising a reader of his works because he's usually not into social commentary, apart from the first work Time To Kill that is, which wasn't subtle but more of fist punching the face of racism.
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Referring to General MacArthur coaxed out of retirement and appointed in east in 1941, the author says:-

"He had repeatedly warned Washington of the Japanese threat. His warnings were heard but not heeded. The challenge of getting his army on a war footing looked impossible, and there was little time.

"Upon taking command, he immediately began demanding more troops, armaments, airplanes, ships, submarines, and supplies. Washington promised everything but delivered little."

Grisham might review the general atmosphere surrounding FDR in particular and around U.S. in general, by reading two extremely diverse authors - Upton Sinclair and Patrick Buchanan, and realise that FDR had an extremely difficult task in defending civilisation despite the Nazi aim of annihilating it and enslaving the world, because the fellow travellers of nazism conducting their propaganda had it so easy - not just fear of communism but also superiority of blond blue eyed tall males exhibited around for show that convinced people against joining the war on the axis, and general unwillingness of U.S. to join the war that FDR had to circumvent to help U.K. survive her lone vigil for years.

Send help to MacArthur he couldn't have, not without the senate and the comgress erupting against him, until Pearl Harbour, as propaganda against FDR even today on the internet shows, blaming him for war against Japan, just as Buchanan blames Churchill for WWII and claims Hitler was all for peace as was Kaiser Wilhelm II.

The authors description of the pathetic state of Philippine army differs very little from what one has read about the Poland military on eve of WWII, except for such details as use of coconut shells. Understandably, Poland had none.
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One cannot but help recalling Bridge On The River Kwei reading this part.

"According to the master plan for defense of the Philippines, the air force commander, General Lewis Brereton, put his entire fleet on full alert. At 5:00 a.m., General Brereton arrived at MacArthur’s headquarters in Manila to request permission to mount a B-17 bomber strike on the Japanese airfields on Formosa, two hundred miles away. MacArthur’s chief of staff refused a meeting with the commander, saying he was too busy. The prewar plan was well established, well rehearsed, and called for such an attack immediately, but MacArthur had to give the final order to go. Instead, MacArthur did nothing. At 7:15, a panicked Brereton returned to the headquarters and again demanded an audience with the general. Again he was rebuffed, and told to “stand by for orders.” By then, Japanese reconnaissance planes were being spotted and reports of enemy aircraft were pouring into Brereton’s headquarters. At 10:00 a.m., an angry and frantic Brereton again demanded to see MacArthur. A meeting was refused, but Brereton was ordered to prepare for the attack. An hour later, Brereton ordered his bombers into the air, off the ground, to protect them from a Japanese attack. They began circling the islands, without bombs.

"When MacArthur finally ordered the attack, Brereton’s bombers were in the air and low on fuel. They immediately landed, along with the squadrons of fighters. At 11:30, all American aircraft were on the ground being refueled and armed. Ground crews were working frantically when the first wave of Japanese bombers arrived in perfect formations. At 11:35, they crossed the South China Sea and Clark Airfield came into view. The Japanese pilots were stunned. Below them were sixty B-17s and fighters parked in neat rows on the runways. At 11:45, the merciless bombing of Clark Field began, and within minutes the U.S. Army’s air force was almost entirely destroyed. Similar attacks were made simultaneously at other airfields. For reasons that would forever remain inexplicable, the Americans had been caught flat-footed. The damage was incalculable. With no air force to protect and resupply the troops, and with no reinforcements on the way, the Battle of the Philippines was decided only hours after it began.

"The Japanese were confident they could take the islands in thirty days. On December 22, a force of forty-three thousand elite troops came ashore at various landings and overwhelmed the resisting forces. During the first days of the invasion it appeared as if their confidence was well-founded. However, through sheer stubbornness and uncommon courage, the American and Filipino forces, with no hope of rescue or reinforcements, hung on for four brutal months."

Funny, one never heard a word of criticism of MacArthur, although republican propaganda against FDR is quite poisonous! And yet, without exception he was the best president of U.S. ever, which is saying little when one thinks in context of what he fought with what odds stacked against him!

"Conditions on Bataan rapidly deteriorated. For weeks the Americans and Filipinos fought with little food in their stomachs. The average soldier consumed two thousand calories a day, about half the number needed for hard combat. Their hunger was acute and the supplies were dwindling. This was primarily due to another inexplicable mistake by MacArthur. In his rush to solidify his forces on Bataan, he had left most of their food behind. In one warehouse alone, millions of bushels of rice had been abandoned, enough to feed his army for years. Many of his officers had begged him to stockpile food on Bataan, but he had refused to listen. When informed that his men were hungry and complaining bitterly, he placed all units on half rations. In a letter to his men he promised reinforcements. He wrote that “thousands of troops and hundreds of planes are being dispatched. The exact time of arrival of reinforcements is unknown.” But help was on the way.

"It was a lie. The Pacific Fleet had been severely crippled at Pearl Harbor and had nothing left to break the Japanese blockade. The Philippines was thoroughly isolated. Washington knew it, as did MacArthur."

"By February, there was not a single mango or banana left on Bataan and the men were eating grass and leaves. The Bataan Peninsula was surrounded by the South China Sea, known for its abundance of fish. Harvesting it, though, proved impossible. Japanese fighter pilots took great pleasure in attacking and sinking even the smallest fishing boats. It was suicide to venture onto the water.

"Malnutrition was rampant. By early March, the physical fitness of the troops was so impaired they were unable to mount patrols, stage ambushes, or launch attacks. Weight loss was staggering, with each man losing thirty to fifty pounds.

"On March 11, MacArthur, following orders from Washington, fled Corregidor with his family and top aides. He made it safely to Australia, where he set up his command. Although he performed no acts of combat valor, as required by law, and left his troops behind, MacArthur was awarded the Medal of Honor for his gallant defense of the Philippines.

"The emaciated men he left on Bataan were in no condition to fight. They suffered from swelling joints, bleeding gums, numbness in feet and hands, low blood pressure, loss of body heat, shivers, shakes, and anemia so severe many could not walk. The malnutrition soon led to dysentery with diarrhea so debilitating the men often collapsed. Bataan was a malaria-infested province in peaceful times, and the war provided countless new targets for the mosquitoes. After being bitten, the men were hit with fever, sweats, and fits of chills. By the end of March, a thousand men a day were being infected with malaria. Most of the officers suffered from it. One general reported that only half of his command could fight. The other half were “so sick, hungry, and tired they could never hold a position or launch an attack.”"

What follows is a description, of Japanese guards having taken U.S. and philipino soldiers prisoners and the Bataan Death March, a horror that matches descriptions of Nazi concentration camps, with addition of tropical heat and more.

They were led to O'Donell in San Fernando. After a day in scorching heat, as usual, the Filipinos were separated from U.S. soldiers.

"General Ned King had been appointed by the commandant as the prisoner commander, and he met his men at a second gate. He shook their hands, welcomed them, and when they grouped around him he said, “You men remember this—you did not give up. I did. I did the surrendering. I surrendered you. You didn’t surrender. I’m the one who has the responsibility for that. You let me carry it. All I ask is that you obey the orders of the Japanese so that we don’t provoke the enemy any more than he already is.”"

"They were dying of starvation. On average, they were given fifteen hundred calories a day, about half of what they required. Added to the fact that most had been starving for four months on Bataan, the diet at O’Donnell was lethal, and intentionally so.

"Like water, food was plentiful in the Philippines."

"His new pal was Clay Wampler, a cowboy from Colorado who had been a machine gunner with the Thirty-First."

"The remnants of the Twenty-Sixth Cavalry were housed in the northeast compound, as far away from Pete as possible. .... April 9, the day of the surrender, the Twenty-Sixth had lost fourteen officers and about two hundred Scouts. At O’Donnell, thirty-six of the Americans were together, including Sal Moreno and Ewing Kane. Six of the missing were known dead, including Pete Banning. Others had evaded capture and were still at large, including Lieutenant Edwin Ramsey, the leader of the last cavalry charge at Morong. Ramsey was on his way to the mountains, where he would organize a guerrilla army."

They informed the families of officers known dead, and since Pete was last seen fallen, and Japs were known to finish off those fallen within earshot of those marching ahead, he was amongst those mentioned as missing in action, presumed dead.

Clay saved Pete from dying of malaria. Later, during his trial in Slant on, he arrived to help, and promised organising veterans for the purpose. As a reader would know, having read that part before this.
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The family was informed by the army about Pete.

"Liza wanted nothing more than to go to her bedroom, lock the door, get under the covers, and cry herself to sleep. But that would be indulgent and was not an option. She had two wonderful children who now needed her more than ever, and while she wanted to collapse into a puddle of tears, she instead stiffened her spine and took the first step.

"“Joel, get in the truck and drive down to Florry’s. Bring her back here. Stop along the way and inform Nineva. Tell Jupe to get on a horse and spread the word among the Negroes.”

"Word spread rapidly enough, and within an hour the front yard was filled with cars and trucks. Liza would have preferred to spend the first night in quiet mourning with just her kids and Florry, but things were not done that way in the rural South. Dexter and Jackie Bell arrived in the first wave and spent a few moments alone with the Bannings."
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Pete and Clay were among those taken from O'Donnell to be shipped to Japan for working in coal mines.

"The emperor Hirohito refused to ratify the Geneva Convention, and from the beginning of its war in Asia his imperial army treated its captured prisoners as slaves. With a severe shortage of labor at home, the Japanese devised a grand scheme to ship American POWs to the coal mines on their mainland. To do so, they used every available cargo vessel, regardless of age and seaworthiness. All ships were commissioned and stuffed with soldiers bound for the Philippines and then restuffed with sick and dying American boys bound for the labor camps.

"Throughout the war, 125,000 Allied prisoners were shipped to Japan, with 21,000 dying on board or going down with the ships. On August 6, 1945, four hundred American POWs were underground digging for coal in a mine near Omine, only fifty miles from Hiroshima. When the first atomic bomb landed, the ground rolled and shook and they knew it was something far beyond the usual daily bombings. They fervently prayed it was the beginning of the end.

"Among their many great miscalculations in the war, the Japanese failed to build enough boats to haul troops and supplies. Added to this was their failure to eliminate the U.S. submarine fleet at Pearl Harbor and elsewhere during the early days of the war. By the summer of 1942, U.S. subs were roaming like lone wolves in the South Pacific and feasting on Japanese merchant ships. To overcompensate, the Japanese simply crammed more of their soldiers onto their ships to go fight, and more of their POWs to bring home to work. Their freighters were perpetually overloaded, slow, outdated, easily stalked, and unmarked.

"They were known as hellships. Between January of 1942 and July of 1945, the Japanese hauled 156 loads of war prisoners to the mainland to work in labor camps, and the voyages were worse than any abuse the Americans had yet to encounter. Locked below deck with no food, water, lights, toilets, or breathable air, the men succumbed to fainting, madness, and death.

"And torpedoes. Because the Japanese did not mark their troop carriers, they were fair game for Allied submarines. An estimated five thousand American POWs crammed into the holds of Japanese freighters were killed by American torpedoes."

Pete and Clay jumped off when their ship was hit, and rescued by a Filipino fishing boat, fed and taken to land. They'd chosen fighting. They managed to find camp of the guerrillas and the few U.S. soldiers among them. They met their commander, a British war hero of WWI, General Bernard Granger, and admired him from first.

MacArthur took credit for their exploits when news reached Australia.
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"When news of the Stotsenburg raid reached Australia, General MacArthur was ecstatic. He immediately cabled President Roosevelt and, characteristically, took full credit for an operation he knew nothing about until a week after it was over. He wrote that “my commandos” executed “my detailed plan” with incredible brazenness and bravery and suffered only minor losses. His guerrilla forces were striking the Japanese in similar raids throughout Luzon, and he was orchestrating all manner of havoc behind enemy lines."

By the time U.S. troops were in the vicinity, Pete and other guerrillas under General Granger had done much, including blowing up a difficult bridge, which subsequently had Pete injured in legs and some men missing. He was brought by clay and other men carrying him to Granger's location, and he was treated, but they lacked the equipment. Later they connected with U.S. forces and he was brought back to us after immediate treatment in field in Philippines, and called home from San Francisco. Liza came to see him, brought the children next, and then he was sent to a hospital in Jackson before coming home.
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Pete had left land and house to children, and other assets in trust to Liza, and Joel badgered the lawyer Wilbanks into having him appointed as Liza's guardian. The two went and met the doctor, who was not unfriendly this time.

"“Eighteen months ago our mother was fine, or at least she certainly appeared to be. Now she’s suffering from what sounds like a severe nervous breakdown. What happened, Doctor? What caused this?”

"Hilsabeck was shaking his head. “I don’t know. But I agree with you in that it was something traumatic. From what I gather, Liza and the family managed to survive the news that your father was missing and presumed dead. His return was a joyous event, one that I’m sure brought great happiness, not severe depression. Something happened. But, as I said, she is not very cooperative and refuses to go into her past. It’s quite frustrating, really, and I fear that we may not be able to help her until she is willing to talk.”"

They met their mother, who was happy to see them, and spent the day. The doctor asked them to return next day, so they checked into a hotel in Jackson. But meanwhile, Errol McLeish filed a suit against the estate for half a million dollars on behalf of Jackie Bell, using a Tupelo lawyer and the federal court in Oxford. The children wanted to take a break, but Florrie insisted they go on and convinced them. Joel joined law school in Oxford.
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The case in federal court had Joel attending, and Burch Dunlap as the Mississippi lawyer argued. John Wilbanks told Joel they should consider settling.

"Errol McLeish scoffed at the suggestion that Jackie settle so cheaply. Nor would they consider $25,000. McLeish wanted it all—the land, the house, the livestock, the people who worked there—and he had a plan to get it.

"Late in February, he and Jackie drove to Oxford and checked into a hotel on the square. Same room, though they were not yet married."

Burch Dunlap used every trick possible in court, including making it seem that it was about a rich man killing a poor preacher, while his rich kids were grudging the poor orphans some security.

"Judge Stratton had presided over many trials, and he had a hunch this jury would not take long. He sent them away at 6:00 p.m. and adjourned court. An hour later, the jury was ready.

"In a unanimous verdict, it found Pete Banning and his estate liable for the death of Dexter Bell, and awarded $50,000 in actual damages and $50,000 in punitive damages."
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Joel met Hilsabeck, who wanted to discuss Liza. They spoke about the reasons why she wasn't recovering, and both suspected a connection with Dexter Bell. Hilsabeck suggested Joel ask the workers at home. Joel had to keep on until Nineva spoke.

"Nineva grimaced and rubbed her temples as if coaxing something painful from her memory. Softly, she said, “There was one time.”

"“Let’s have it, Nineva,” Joel said, on the verge of a breakthrough.

"“She said she had to go to Memphis, said her mother was in the hospital there and in real bad shape. Said she had cancer. Anyways, she wanted the preacher to go visit with her mother in her last days. Said her mother had drifted away from the church and now that she was at the end she really wanted to talk to a preacher to, you know, get things right with God. And since Liza thought so much of Dexter Bell she wanted him to do the Lord’s work with her mother in Memphis. Liza hated to drive, as you know, and so she told me one day that she and the preacher would leave early the next day, after you and Stella got off to school, and go to Memphis. Just the two of them. And they did. And I didn’t think anything about it. Reverend Bell came in that morning, by hisself, and I fixed him a cup of coffee, and the three of us sat right here and he even said a little prayer asking God for safe travels up there and back, and for His healin’ hand on Liza’s mother. It was real touchin’, as I remember. I thought nothin’ of it. Liza told me not to tell you kids about it because she didn’t want you worryin’ about your grandmother, so I said nothin’. They took off and they were gone all day and came back at dark. Liza said she was carsick and had an upset stomach and went to bed. She didn’t feel good for a few days after that, said she thought she caught somethin’ at the hospital in Memphis.”"

They discussed it, it had been in fall of 1943, a year and half after army had informed them that Pete was missing, presumed dead; Liza's mother was alive, and if she'd had cancer Liza should have visited with children, instead of asking Nineva to keep it from them. Joel knew there was more.
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The second case was in Clanton, and the town wasn't sympathetic about a non state resident attempting to deprive a family of land that had been theirs for over a century.

"Jackie Bell and Errol McLeish left the courtroom without a word to anyone and went straight to the car. They drove to a home a few miles from town and lunched with her closest friend from the Clanton days. Myra was her source of gossip and information about who was saying what in church and in the town, and she didn’t like the new preacher, Dexter’s replacement. Few in the church liked him and she had a list of grievances. The truth was that everyone missed Dexter, even now, almost two years after his death.

"Nor did Myra like Errol McLeish either. He had shifty eyes and a soft handshake, and he had a quiet way of manipulating Jackie. Even though he was a lawyer who owned properties and put on airs about money, Myra suspected that his real objective was Jackie and whatever she might get out of the Bannings.

"He had far too much influence over Jackie, who, in Myra’s opinion, was still fragile from her tragedy. Myra had voiced this concern, confidentially of course, to other ladies in the church. There were already rumors that Jackie had designs on the Banning land and fine home, and that McLeish would be calling the shots.

"A source at the Bedford Hotel leaked the gossip that they signed into one room as Mr. and Mrs. Errol McLeish, though Jackie had assured Myra she had no plans to get married.

Two unmarried adults in the same hotel room in downtown Clanton. And one was the preacher’s widow."
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Joel and Stella travelled to visit Liza's parents, and under guise of a paper Stella was working on, discussed family health history.

Liza's mother had never had any health problems and had never visited a hospital except for births of her children.
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The court cases went against the banning family eventually on appeals, and they stood to lose home and lands and farm. Errol McLeish argued for taking even the land that belonged to Florry, and wouldn't hear of letting the banning keep even their home - Jackie Bell wanted it.

Liza escaped and came home one night, having planned it well. She called Florry, who came over, and Liza spoke to her. Later while Florry was asleep she walked over to the family graveyard, and resting on Pete's grave, finished her life. 
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"In the spirit of the season, and with the promise of a brighter future, Jackie Bell and Errol McLeish were married in a small ceremony two days before Christmas. Her three children were dressed up and proud, and a few friends joined them in the small chapel behind an Episcopal church.

"Her parents were not invited. They did not approve of the marriage, because they did not trust Errol McLeish and his motives. Her father had insisted that she consult with a lawyer before the marriage, but she refused. McLeish was far too involved with her lawsuits and her money and she was certainly being set up for financial disaster, according to her father."

"Jackie was thrilled with the plan to leave Rome and return to Clanton. She needed space from her parents, and more important, she was eager to assume ownership of the Banning home. She had been there many times and never dreamed it would one day belong to her. After a life in cramped parsonages and rentals, a life where every house was too small and too temporary, she, Jackie Bell, was about to own one of the finest homes in Ford County."

They took over, evicted Nineva and Amos, and planned to charge the field hands rent for their poor shanties and also cut their wages.
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Florry was now living in New Orleans with her friend Twyla who had plenty of room, but Florry had a series of heart attacks, and Twyla called Joel and Stella and said she'd told Florry to tell them the stories their parents had told her, each before their deaths.

She first told them what Pete had told her. When he returned from the war, she seemed unwilling to resume marital relations, and this was completely opposite to how they had been together. She said she'd had a miscarriage after he left for Pacific, but then he recalled he was injured the month before, and if she'd had a miscarriage after three months Nineva would have known. Nineva said there was no pregnancy or miscarriage that time. So Pete hired a detective and gave photographs of Liza and Dexter Bell, whom he suspected, because Pete had always thought he was a womanizer and had heard rumours about a young woman.

The detective found a doctor who recognised the photographs and wanted substantial amount of money. Pete paid him two thousand dollars to find out that Liza had had an abortion in 1943, which explained the visit to Memphis that Nineva had told Joel about.

"“So he confronted her?” Joel asked.

"“He did. He picked the right moment, and ambushed her with the proof. The result was a complete and total breakdown. Nervous breakdown, emotional breakdown, call it whatever the doctors want to call it. She admitted everything: the affair, the abortion, the infection that wouldn’t go away. She begged for forgiveness, again and again. In fact, she never stopped begging for forgiveness, and he never offered it. He never got over it. He’d come so close to death so many times, but he kept going because of her, and you. And to think that she was having fun with Dexter Bell was more than he could stand. He saw John Wilbanks. They went to the judge. She was committed to Whitfield, and she did not resist. She knew she needed help, and she had to get away from him. Once she was gone, he tried to go about his business, but he reached a point where that was not possible.”"

But Liza had told a different story. It wasn't Dexter Bell, it was June, the son of Amos and Nineva who was the man Liza had been with. It was consensual and unplanned, but they continued, and Liza had got pregnant.

"“Please continue.”

"“Okay, I’m trying, kids. This is not easy. Anyway, the frolicking came to an end when Liza realized she was pregnant. For a month or so she was in denial, but then she started to show and realized Nineva or someone else would get suspicious. She was in a panic, as you might guess. Her first idea was to do what white women have always done when they get caught—scream rape. That puts the blame somewhere else and makes it easier to take care of the pregnancy. She was at her wit’s end when she decided to confide in Dexter Bell, a man she could trust. He never touched her in a bad way. He was always the kind, compassionate pastor who provided comfort. Dexter convinced her not to go through with the rape story, and in doing so saved Jupe’s life. They would’ve strung the boy up in a heartbeat. At about the same time, word got to Nineva and Amos about the grandson and the boss lady carrying on. They were terrified and got him out of town.”"

Florry asked the children to not think Liza was bad - as far as she had known, she'd been a widow then for over a year. If she'd known that Pete might be alive, Florry assured the children, she'd never have looked at anyone. 
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February 07, 2020 - February 12, 2020.

eBook ISBN 978 1 473 68440 9
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