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937: Eichmann Asking For Chopped Liver
Fred Barschak
On Saturday: elderly Jews scrubbing the pavements & marvellous shouts of ‘At last, Hitler’s found work for the Jews!'
939: How To Bake A Stuffed Pike
Fred Barschak
The building still exists. Right next to the Prater, the great playground. But when I went back 25 years later I was disappointed...
956: Getting To Grips With It
Gerti Baruch
On Sundays in Vienna my father used to take me to Café Siller, along the Promenade. He used to read the paper...
957: How To Hide In Vienna
Father Francis Wahle
Letter-writing was timetabled: once a week. But from 1942 onwards there were no letters in reply because my parents went underground...
964: The Next Thing Is We Were Gone
Ruth Edwards
I was on the train and saw my father crying. That made me cry. My mother said, perhaps she doesn't want to go. I said, yes, I do want to go...
994: Grass Snakes At The Beacon
Lilly Lampert
All I know: I wanted to come to England to be with my sister Gertie. I didn't know I wasn't going to see my parents again...
995: Father's Shop
Harry Bibring BEM
It was perfectly OK to try & obtain Jewish property by purchasing it at a peppercorn price...
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