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Elie Wiesel: Yes, we really did put God on trial at Auschwitz – Verdict: "He owes us something"


Wiesel: Yes, we really did put God on trial

By Jenni Frazer, September 19, 2008
The Jewish Chronicle Online

The story that rabbis in Auschwitz once decided to put God on trial – and found him guilty – has frequently been assumed to be apocryphal.

But on Monday night, the Nobel Laureate Elie Wiesel startled his audience at a Holocaust Educational Trust appeal dinner in London when he declared: “I was there when God was put on trial.”

This week rabbis and academics raised questions over whether such an event ever actually happened – although many agreed that it had a high degree of plausibility.

But when the JC put their doubts to Mr Wiesel on Wednesday, he replied: “Why should they know what happened? I was the only one there. It happened at night; there were just three people. At the end of the trial, they used the word chayav, rather than ‘guilty’. It means ‘He owes us something’. Then we went to pray.”

Two of those questioning the story, Rabbi Jonathan Romain and Rabbi Dan Cohn-Sherbok, were advisers to the recent BBC2 film God on Trial, which staged the philosophical debate in Auschwitz.

“I don’t know that it ever happened,” Rabbi Cohn-Sherbok said. “I always thought of it as a received story, and I certainly couldn’t say definitively that it happened in the camps. But it could have, and it is such a moving story that I think it should have happened.”

Rabbi Romain described the story as “a strong legend. We can’t prove that it happened; but even if it isn’t true, it has truth in it. It is an utterly plausible mystery.”

Jerusalem scholar Esther Farbstein, author of Hidden in Thunder: Perspectives on Faith, Halachah and Leadership during the Holocaust, was asked if there is any record of God being put on trial in Auschwitz. Mrs Farbstein said flatly: “No.” But she added: “There is no question that individuals did put God on trial in their minds, so it is quite plausible that people did have this discussion. But I think it’s a story, because I have never seen such a document testifying to such a trial.”

Robert Jan Van Pelt, a professor at the University of Waterloo in Ontario, Canada, who formed part of Professor Deborah Lipstadt’s defence team in the libel case brought by David Irving, said the suggestion of a trial in Auschwitz was “a real problem. Historians ask for material and eye-witness evidence. In this case we have no material evidence whatsoever, but [the story] has become part of the lore of Auschwitz. And 95 per cent of witnesses from Auschwitz were killed, and of those who survived, very few are now alive.

“I think it could have happened. Why not? Besides, it doesn’t matter what three people did in the corner of an Auschwitz barracks. What is important is the way the story resonates with us.”

Mr Wiesel, 80, made the story the subject of a 1977 play, The Trial of God, although he did not set it during the Holocaust – his play takes place during Purim in 1649. The story is the subject of a famous midrash, or biblical commentary. Many people have assumed that the story was a way for those of faith to try to make sense of the Holocaust.

http://www.thejc.com/news/uk-news/wiesel-yes-we-really-did-put-god-trial

Eddie Weinstein’s harrowing Holocaust story: Jews murdered in “death showers” w/ carbon monoxide, Survived gunshot through lung, no medical treatment


Eddie is another Polish jew with a harrowing Hollowhoax tale, and miraculous story of survival.

At the “death camps” created by the Germans, Weinstein says jews were lured into gas chambers disguised as showers. But water didn’t come out. Nor Zyklon B. Nor diesel engine gas. No, carbon monoxide. Eddie calls them “death showers.”

At Treblinka, Weinstein was shot in the right side of his chest, piercing his lung. Eddie didn’t go to a hospital or receive any medical treatment. He just hid out in a building at the camp for 3 days, was healed, then went back to work dragging bodies. Another miracle of the Holocaust!

Eddie Weinstein speaks about his experience surviving the Treblinka death camp

Survivor details escape from Holocaust camp

By Sheryl McCabe
The Acorn
Published: Friday, March 19, 2010

An open class of Perspectives on the Holocaust taught by professor Ann Saltzman presented Holocaust survivor Eddie Weinstein in a section of their curriculum titled “Fighting back: the Jewish Resistance” last Tuesday. Weinstein’s presentation, titled “My Story: An Escape from Treblinka,” taught the class about being Jewish while living in German-occupied Poland.

Saltzman started the class by explaining types of Jewish resistance during World War II. While active resistance, like arms and weapons, could not be used, using sabotage was a popular method to undermine German activities. Saltzman gave examples such as Jewish workers putting straw in bullets so they wouldn’t go off. She also described how Jewish women blew up the crematorium in Auschwitz by putting gun powder in their skirts.

“You are the last generation to hear voices of the Holocaust,” Weinstein said. “My story is about daring to resist and fearing to die.”

He lived in a town 75 miles east of Warsaw with his parents and his brother, Israel. When the Germans invaded Poland, they asked the Jews in his village to create a council, have their own police and own schools. Like many other Jewish people of the time, Weinstein’s village had to wear arm bands bearing the Star of David. “Every few days new orders would be issued against Jews,” Weinstein said.

In August 1940, Weinstein started working on the rail road with 400 other Jewish men. In Feb. 1941, he was sent to build barracks. The Germans were planning to invade Russia. In the spring, the Germans took Weinstein and 50 other men to Warsaw to finish a railroad. He worked the night shift, but decided to escape and walked 60 miles back home.

That June, Russia was invaded. Einsetzgruppen soldiers killed multiple Russians, including Jews, communists and other intellectuals in Russia. Weinstein said that 34,000 Jews were killed in the operation.

Weinstein explained that, by November, his family still had no income because they all worked without pay for Germans. In order to attain food, the family had to sell their items to survive.

The Germans established a ghetto in town where overcrowding was a huge problem. “People slept in attics, basements, hallways, stairs, anywhere,” Weinstein said. They were forbidden to leave the ghetto or they would be executed.

The next year, in 1942, 50 German senior officials met in order to plan a way to systematically murder the Jewish population. Adolf Hitler called it “the final solution to the Jewish question.” The Germans created 6 death camps near railroads. Jewish people would be told that they were needed for work and had to shower in order to disinfect themselves. The shower heads would then release carbon monoxide.

In March of the same year, Weinstein was among 200 young men taken on a train to a concentration camp. They were working on the fields in the snow with little food and no heat. Lung disease, sores and lice were rampant. When Weinstein ran away from the camp, the Jewish police were sent to arrest him. When the police arrived at his house, his mother was arrested instead. His father gave himself in to be arrested for Weinstein and was sent to a concentration camp.

That August, a list of Jews was read by the Jewish Police and taken to the railroad. “As we marched, German soldiers shot at the crowd to speed them up,” Weinstein said.

He talked about how it was a hot day—over 100 degrees—but for 2 days they were given no water. Cattle cars came and all the people were put inside them. Many people died of suffocation and those who jumped off the cars to escape were shot.The train stopped in Treblinka, 62 miles away from Warsaw. “In 2 hours, 20 cattle cars filled with people would die [in Treblinka],” Weinstein said. After 3 and half days with no water, Weinstein and other Jewish men were finally given water. But the scene became chaotic, and the Germans started shooting. Weinstein was shot in the right side of his chest, piercing his lung. His brother hid him between packages in a building in the camp. Weinstein waited 3 days until he went outside. He helped drag bodies and received water as a reward for doing the deed.

He found out that those who stayed alive to maintain the death camp wore red patches on the side of their pants and stuck one on his pants. The sick and wounded were shot then burned in with the garbage. Weinstein recalled that he once went over to the garbage and a group of babies were sitting near the fire. He heard that all the babies were shot and burnt as well. “It’s been more than 67 years, I’ll never forget their beautiful faces,” he said.

One day, the clothing was being put onto a train and Weinstein hid on the train. As the train was moving, he broke open a window, jumped out and went back to his town. No one believed the story of the death shower or camp.Weinstein found his father and went into hiding with him. They hid for 17 months. Two months later, July 29, 1944, the Germans began pulling back from Russia, and the front lines were near the forest Weinstein and his father was hiding in. They left it and the next day, they were liberated from the Russians. Weinstein later joined the Polish army and fought on the front lines for four months to win back Warsaw.

http://www.drewacorn.com/news/survivor-details-escape-from-holocaust-camp-1.1272767

A true Holocaust horror story – Sidney Glucksman “witnessed homicidal gas chambers, babies stuffed in bags & bashed against walls”

Sidney Glucksman is a Polish-born Jew, and has one hellavu Holohaux tale.

He lives by the motto “Never Forget.”

Glucksman spent time at the Gross Rosen and Dachau “death camps.”

He claims he “witnessed” people being “murdered in homicidal gas chambers disguised as showers.”

Sidney says the crematoriums ran all day and night non-stop, filling the air with the smell of burning flesh.

He claims that the evil Germans would put babies in bags and bash them to death against concrete walls.

He can still hear the babies crying sometimes.

Sidney assures us “he saw this with his own eyes.”

Glucksman now lives in Connecticut and travels around traumatizing young children with his tales of horror, reminding them to never forget, and that the Germans were “monsters.”

The children sit in stunned silence as Sidney tells his tale.

As Sidney says, “whenever a school or university calls, I drop everything at my business and leave just to tell the story that other generations should never forget.”

Survivor tells of Holocaust horrors

Abbe Smith, New Haven Register, Conn.
Knight Ridder/Tribune Business News
March 26, 2009

Mar. 26–WEST HAVEN — At the age most kids enter high school, Polish-born Sidney Glucksman instead witnessed unspeakable atrocities from within the walls of a Nazi death camp.

One of the few Holocaust survivors left to tell firsthand the story of the extermination of 6 million Jews by Nazi Germany during World War II, Glucksman lives by the mantra: “Never forget.”

At Notre Dame High School Wednesday, Glucksman shared horrific tales of watching women and children marched off to gas chambers, never to be seen again, and babies stuffed in bags and brutally murdered.

He survived typhoid, near starvation and brushes with death in two concentration camps.

While Notre Dame High School can’t give Glucksman back his teenage years, on Wednesday, they gave him a symbol of the years he lost.

“If we could only have been at that school door to take you with us and save you, we would have,” said Notre Dame President Brother James Branigan. “You are a brother to us and I want to honor you with a diploma from our high school.”

And a little something extra from his friend, New Haven police Lt. Leo Bombalicki, a Notre Dame alumnus.

“Sidney never had a chance to go to high school, so I think he should have a varsity jacket from Notre Dame High School,” Bombalicki said.

Glucksman beamed as he took the jacket and tried it on. “That’s really worth more than a hundred million dollars. Thank you so much,” he said.

The entire Notre Dame student body rose for a standing ovation and rolling applause.

The presentation of the diploma and varsity jacket were a surprise.

When he was invited to speak at Notre Dame, Glucksman did not hesitate before answering “yes.”

“Whenever a school or university calls, I drop everything at my business and leave just to tell the story that other generations should never forget about,” he said.

That story, for Glucksman, is a very personal one.

At 12 years old, Glucksman was a student at a school in Chrzanow, Poland, when Nazi soldiers invaded his school and rounded up the Jewish children. The year was 1940. The students were loaded onto trucks and taken away.

“They told us we would be back with our parents in the evening. That evening never came,” he said.

The children slept outside and ate soup that consisted of slivers of potato floating in warm water.

He and the others were taken to Gross Rosen concentration camp where he was forced into labor and later transferred to Dachau concentration camp.

A young Glucksman watched as trains rolled in with box cars full of women and children packed tight as sardines.

“If you had to go to the bathroom, you did it standing up. If people died, they died standing up,” he said.

He described for the students what he considers the worst scene he has witnessed in his lifetime. Nazi soldiers shaved the heads of women and children and told them they were going to take a shower. They were led to a gray building with two large doors. Brushes and soap sat on a shelf.

“We were waiting 15 minutes and they never came out. That’s when we knew that was the first batch of the dead gassed people,” he recalled.

The crematorium went day and night without interruption. Smoke came out of it all the time and the camp stunk of burning human bones and flesh.

Glucksman saw babies stuffed into bags and soldiers swinging the bags against concrete walls, killing the babies.

“They were crying. Many times, I still hear them cry,” he said.

The gymnasium was silent at Glucksman told his story.

“Just monsters could do something I saw with my own eyes,” he said.

Despite the horrific images etched into Glucksman’s memory, he managed to make a happy life with wife, Libby, who he met after being liberated from Dachau in 1945.

Four years later, he and Libby moved to New Haven where Glucksman opened Sidney’s Tailoring & Cleaning on Chapel Street in New Haven. The couple raised two daughters.

Then in 2000, Glucksman helped the United States testify against one of his former prison guards Theodor Szehinskyj, a retired machinist in Philadelphia, who the U.S. Department of Justice said worked as a former SS guard at the Gross Rosen concentration camp.

Now Glucksman is recording his life history in a documentary called “Threads” by James Campbell.

As the last generation of Holocaust survivors begins to fade, Glucksman wants to ensure his story and the stories of millions of Jews who lived through or died during history’s worst genocide are remembered forever.

“You just never forget. I’d like to say to all the children, all the people, they should never forget. There are less and less of us alive,” he said.

Notre Dame history teacher Richard Antonetti is doing his part to keep the story alive. Antonetti teaches a Holocaust class that as many as 150 students take each year.

“We have to remember because what’s happening today in parts of the world — Darfur, Rwanda, Cambodia — the events that took place are forgotten unless we read and learn about them,” he said.

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Copyright (c) 2009, New Haven Register, Conn.

http://www.cjp.org/page.aspx?id=197307

Sidney now has his “documentary” about his tale out, called “Threads” [1]

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Max Edelman’s sad Holocaust™ tale: “Blind Jew in a Death Camp” – Miraculously survived 8 days without water, escaped being holocausted though blind

Polish jew Max Edelman says he spent time in several German camps during the war.

He claims he was blinded due to a vicious beating from camp guards, who beat him for no other reason than pure “sport.”

Even though, as the story goes, a blind inmate would have been immediately sent to the ovens, “somehow” Edelman managed to survive. It was a miracle.

Just prior to his liberation, Max was taken on an eight-day forced death march without food or water. Miraculously, he survived this too.

The one harrowing experience Max can’t get rid of is one night when the Germans had a party, and for entertainment had a German shepherd attack and kill a camp inmate by tearing his throat to pieces.

From then on, Max was deathly afraid of dogs. This prevented him from getting a guide dog for years until he finally mustered the courage and got his own guide dog, Calvin, a chocolate Lab.

After the war, Max experienced guilt “for his survival.” But somehow he coped.

Edelman emigrated to the United States in 1951, found a job as a X-ray darkroom technician, and now, of course, tells his Holocaust story to young children. He speaks two or more times a week, after decades of silence.

Max Edelman, 87, speaks to a group of eighth-grade students [1]

Blinded by Nazis, guided by a dog

8/12/2009
By Sharon L. Peters, Special for USA TODAY

Max Edelman, a sprightly gentleman with a potent laugh, huge social network and vast array of interests, surges through life. At 86, he figures he’s got too much to do to slow down. Blind for decades, he receives a little help from Tobin, a placid black Lab.

Like each of the thousands of service dogs, Tobin has been bred and trained to help keep his owner safe and independent. And like the thousands of people who are paired without charge with a dog, Edelman has undergone training to make the most of the union.

But Edelman was far from typical when, in 1990, he traveled from his home in Lyndhurst, Ohio, to Guiding Eyes for the Blind in Yorktown Heights, N.Y., to get his first-ever guide dog. For one thing, he was nearly 70. Back then, says Guiding Eyes’ Graham Buck, almost all clients were much younger, mostly kids blind as a result of premature births.

But it wasn’t Edelman’s age that was the biggest challenge. It was his back story.

The things he’d seen and endured would have destroyed most men — and did, in fact, kill millions. He suffered years of starvation and beatings and spirit-crushing cruelty, including an eight-day forced march just before the U.S. Army arrived to liberate the German camps. He spent 192 grueling hours without food or water, during which 1,700 of the 2,500 prisoners collapsed and were shot by the side of the road.

Somehow Edelman, a Jew sent to Nazi concentration camps when he was 17 and freed at 22, managed to survive. He was blinded in a vicious beating by guards —”for no real reason. It was sport for them, they enjoyed inflicting pain” — months before his rescue.

He was trained as a physical therapist, married and immigrated to the USA in 1951. He landed a job in the X-ray department at the Cleveland Clinic and built a life — more or less successfully moving beyond the memories of the camps, including the death of his father.

He coped reasonably well with survivor guilt and was largely able, except at night when nightmares invaded his sleep, to deflect the awful images that were the last he would actually see.

There was one thing he couldn’t vanquish: the memory of one night in the camp.

The commandant was holding a party for like-minded people. As part of the evening’s entertainment, he ordered that several prisoners be lined up. Edelman was among them. The commandant eyed the men, made a decision about who would die and ordered his massive German shepherd to attack. The dog lunged, grabbed the prisoner by the throat and killed him.

From that night forward, Edelman’s fear of dogs was intractable.

But when he retired, he wanted to relieve his wife of the job of taking him everywhere he wanted to go. A guide dog would be ideal.

He mustered his courage, attended the 26-day Guiding Eyes training, was coached patiently through his dog phobia, and went home with Calvin, a chocolate Lab.

The two had the skills to mesh as a team, but Edelman couldn’t connect, didn’t really know how to trust the animal. He was appreciative of Calvin as a “tool to get around,” he says, but formed no bond. Guiding Eyes experts provided additional help.

“If I failed at this, it would not be for lack of effort,” he says.

But Calvin knew something was off. The dog had been around people all of his two years; he knew how things were supposed to be, and this wasn’t it. He lost weight and was depressed. The vet said he sensed Edelman’s emotional distance.

One day, at a crosswalk, Edelman heard the traffic stop and gave Calvin the “forward” command. A driver made a sudden, sharp right turn and was upon the two without warning.

Watchful Calvin stopped instantly, and the two returned to the sidewalk. “He had saved both of us from serious injury,” Edelman says. He hugged Calvin, and the barrier dissolved. “From that day on it was love. We both blossomed.”

Calvin served him well for nine years and retired with an adoptive family. Then came Silas, a yellow Lab who forged a solid bond with Edelman; he died last year. Edelman misses Silas deeply. “When we were on our 3-mile walks and I’d get lost in thought and have no idea where we were, he’d get me home.”

But he and Tobin, who were paired earlier this month, are bonding. Last week, the dog accompanied Edelman to a college campus where he spoke about the Holocaust. Edelman accepts two or more such invitations most weeks, after decades of silence. “Survivors are few in number now,” he says, “so we have to bear a larger load.”

Tobin eases the way.

http://www.usatoday.com/news/health/2009-07-28-guide-dog-holocaust_N.htm

judicial‘s thoughts…

A Blind Jew In A Death Camp

I sort of think that if you were a blind Jew in a ‘Death Camp’, you would be in an oven in 15 seconds. So maybe Max is stretching the truth, or maybe there were no ‘Death Camps’, or both.

Extended version of Max’s tale

Rosalie Simon’s Holocaust™ tale – Another jew took her place in gas chamber, at 12 yrs old just “ran away” from Auschwitz, “somehow” escaped

Dr. Mengele personally sentenced Rosalie, then 12 years old, to die.

Rosalie still has a vision of Mengele, and saw her mother sent to the gas chamber.

When Rosalie was set to go to the gas chamber, another jewish woman volunteered to take Rosalie’s place.

But that wasn’t good enough for Rosalie. A jewish camp worker told her to run. So she did. And it worked. She escaped!

Her mother and brother were holocausted at Auschwitz. But her four older sisters and father survived the Holocaust.

It vas a miracle!

Holocaust survivors and their friends and family dance during a Hanukkah-time luncheon Dec. 16 at Jewish Family Services of Atlantic County in Margate. The luncheons have been held monthly for about the past eight years.

Holocaust survivors gather monthly to avoid topic

Many go years without talking about experiences during World War II, peers, family members say

By MARTIN DeANGELIS, Staff Writer | Posted: Saturday, December 26, 2009
Atlantic

MARGATE – Six million murders don’t really make for great light lunchtime talk.

So the few dozen people who usually come to the monthly lunches at Jewish Family Services of Atlantic County mostly do not talk about the one key thing they have in common: They all survived the Holocaust, the Nazi murders of those estimated 6 million Jews in World War II.

Bethanie Gorny, of Linwood, who helped start the “survivor socials” eight or so years ago, remembers asking the group if they would like to invite a poet who writes about the Holocaust to be the speaker at one of their lunches.

“They said, ‘No – too sad. … Too depressing,’” Gorny said at this month’s lunch. “They want to be together, … but they don’t want to relive it.”

So the December get-together was far from sad, featuring a long string of Hanukkah songs led by Bob Seltzer and his guitar. The Hanukkah party also featured some of the elderly survivors dancing their way around the JFS boardroom, linking arms and twirling in a circle that grew as more dancers joined in.

Some survivors never talked about what they went through for decades after they were liberated, their children say. They apparently tried to leave their pasts in the past and not tell friends or even family in their new country how close they had come to being added to the tragic count of one of history’s worst crimes.

Jack Gorny, Bethanie’s husband, says he knew little of what his parents went through in the war because they did not talk about it to him or his brother. Only after his wife started getting together regularly with his mother – by then, Eva, Jack’s mother, was in her mid-80s – did he start hearing his mom’s Holocaust story.

“I learned it through Bethanie, because she’d come back and tell me,” Jack Gorny said.

Silent no more

Gail Rosenthal, director of the Holocaust Resource Center at The Richard Stockton College of New Jersey and one of the regulars at the monthly lunches, says Jack Gorny’s story comes with many names in many versions.

“Even today, there are people who don’t want (anybody) to know that they’re survivors,” Rosenthal said.

But many of the people at these lunches went public as Jews who lived through the Holocaust after a coalition from Rosenthal’s center and the JFS put out a call about 10 years ago for survivors. The mission then was to keep the survivors up to date on the possibility of reparations payments for them. But during their search, the searchers learned that there were desperately poor people who had been through the concentration camps living right around Atlantic County.

That led to a fundraising campaign to help those needy survivors, which raised $125,000 on short notice. And that fund led, in part, to these lunches – although the guests generally pay for their own meals.

And even if the Holocaust is not the standard topic of talk at their get-togethers, all the guests of honor have stories burned into their memories of how they survived the Nazi extermination efforts – and painfully often, how their loved ones did not.

Rosalie Simon, of Margate, put down her turkey sandwich at the latest lunch to talk about Dr. Josef Mengele – the infamous “Angel of Death” to inmates of the equally infamous Auschwitz concentration camp – personally sentencing her to die.

“I was too young,” said Simon, 78. “In his opinion, I was unable to work because I was just 12 years old.”

Simon saw Mengele’s face and acknowledged that “I still have a vision of him.” She also saw her mother sent to the gas chamber. Rosalie was “hysterically shaken” and crying, and another woman – whose child also had been sentenced to die – volunteered to take Rosalie’s place in the gas chamber. The woman apparently chose dying with her child over living without.

“I was let off. A Jewish girl (forced to work at the camp) … told me to run,” Simon said, and somehow, through luck, she met up with her four older sisters. They all managed to survive the war, and her father did also. But her mother “was killed that same day, along with my brother,” Rosalie said. Her brother was just 13, apparently also considered too young to work.

Rosalie never was one of the secret survivors, the people who tried to hide their Holocaust experiences when they got to their adopted country. There were parts that were too painful for her to talk about, especially to her own children, but after she told her story to a documentary crew, the kids learned the details that way. Still, she knows it would have been pointless to try to suppress or ignore the memories.

“This is going to live with us forever,” she said, before going calmly back to her sandwich. “We cannot leave it behind. We live with it every day.”

Always a reunion

The lunch group acts as a monthly reunion for its members now, but the hosts say they have seen some of their guests shocked into tears when they ran into people they haven’t seen for years. That can be 65 or even 70 years for those reunions – since the Nazis drove the people from their homes in eastern Europe, or since they were forced together after that in the death camps.

Joe Rosenberg, 80, moved to Margate last year, but he lived most of his life around Bridgeport, Conn., after being liberated from Auschwitz – he can still recite from memory the camp serial number tatooed on his arm. He knew some Holocaust survivors in Connecticut, he said, but he had never heard of them holding regular gatherings until he moved down here.

He can tell his story to the people he meets at the JFS lunches and know they will understand, or he can listen to their tales and know what they went through. But, he said, he likes the fact that for the most part, “These lunches are just to get together,” not to go back over the worst days of their lives.

Cyla Kowenski, of Atlantic City, one of the unofficial leaders of the group, also is happy just to be able to talk to people who share her experience. But because that shared background ended so long ago, the crowd for these lunches is already old, and getting older every month.

“You know, it’s getting to be less and less Holocaust survivors,” said Kowenski, who still prefers speaking Yiddish over English when she has the chance. “And this lunch is getting less and less (guests). But they say that if there’s just one survivor left, they’ll still have the lunches.”

But of course, nobody in the group looks forward to being that last person at the table. Because it’s the chance to be among other survivors that is the main draw of the monthly meals – even if the people don’t care to spend that much time in the present talking about the horrors they shared in their pasts.

Contact Martin DeAngelis:

609-272-7237

MDeangelis@pressofac.com

Rachel Levy’s Holocaust tale – Escaped the Auschwitz gas chamber by hiding behind people carrying soup

The story is that Rachel’s mother, brother, and two sisters were immediately gassed upon arriving at Auschwitz.

Then one day Mengele payed her a visit and picked her for the gas chamber.

But the gas chamber was right next to the kitchen, so Rachel managed to sneak behind some people carrying soup and escape.

The Germans then apparantly just forgot to gas Rachel.

It was a miracle.

Rachel did not speak of her tale for 50 years. Now she tells her story to youngsters in England.

Holocaust survivor Rachel Levi tells Brindishe School pupils, about her harrowing experiences in Auschwitz LC6494

The nightmares never go away

News Shopper
Sunday 21st January 2007
By Louise Tweddell

THE Holocaust may be history but as the annual remembrance day approaches, mental wounds remain open for one survivor.

BEFORE German and Hungarian forces invaded Czechoslovakia in March 1939, life was idyllic for Rachel Levy, her parents and four siblings.

The Orthodox Jewish family, whose village nestled in the Carpathan Mountains, had little idea of the trauma to come.

Restrictions were imposed on Jewish families. Schooling and property ownership was banned.

In 1942, Rachel’s father Solomon, then aged 40, was torn from the family and sent to work for the occupying forces.

Two years later Rachel – who now lives in Bromley – was captured along with her mother Shlima, aged 37, her elder brother Chaskel, 16, younger brother Ben-Zvi, three, and two younger sisters, Eta, eight and Rivka, 10.

With 100 other Jewish villagers they were herded on to trains destined for the infamous Nazi concentration camp Auschwitz in Poland.

Calmly recalling events leading to her capture, the grandmother-of-two, who was 14 at the time, said: “Our neighbours had been hiding us in the woodland but they were threatened with execution and forced to give us up.

“The troops were terrifying. We were crammed into trucks with no food, drink or sanitation.

“When we got off the train, the Gestapo officers were waiting.

“They separated children and older women and my older brother was taken to the men’s camp.

“It was the last time I ever saw my mother, sisters and younger brother.

“They were taken straight to the gas chambers. I was totally alone.”

Now 76, the mother-of-two added: “It’s still painful and fresh in my mind after all these years.

“I was just bewildered. I didn’t know what was going on.”

During her imprisonment, Rachel was visited by the ‘Angel of Death’, Dr Josef Mengele, who chose which people would be sent to the gas chambers, and which would be sent to work.

Rachel said: “He picked me (for the gas chamber).

“I was numb and then I was outside the chamber knowing it would end beyond the gates.

“It was next to the camp’s kitchen and I managed to get behind people carrying soup and escaped back to camp.”

There was little to do in camp and Rachel added: “We talked about food mainly, because we were so hungry.”

In January 1945, the Soviet Army forced the Germans to retreat from Poland, so Auschwitz was cleared and prisoners were marched to Belsen, Germany.

Rachel said: “We marched for 21 days without food and we scavenged the fields for things to eat.

“People died on the way. Some were shot for not keeping up and others could not continue.

“When we reached the camp, it was the worst thing I’ve seen.”

At Belsen, Rachel found her mother’s younger sister, also called Rachel, but she was severely ill.

She remembered: “We were lying on the floor covered in lice and picking them off our skin.

“There were dead bodies all over the ground. Nobody was buried, they just threw the new bodies on top of the old ones.”

A devastated Rachel watched as her aunt was added to the piles a few days after their reunion.

In April 1945, the British Army liberated Belsen and eventually Rachel was taken to Prague, then Bratislava, where she finally found some reason for hope.

She said: “One day I heard footsteps and sat up in bed and my brother came in.

“I was stunned; it was such a special moment.”

With the help of the Central British Fund for World Jewish Relief, Rachel and Chaskel were among 700 youngsters flown to the UK.

The pair were taken to Belfast in February 1946 and shortly afterwards moved to south London.

Rachel, who married Phin, a Jew from Brixton, in 1953, trained as a dressmaker and worked in London’s West End.

Chaskel trained as an accountant and became director of a financial company before he died of tuberculosis in 1976, aged 48.

Rachel never discovered what happened to her father.

As part of Holocaust Memorial Day next Saturday, Rachel has told her story to youngsters from Brindishe Primary School, Wantage Road, Lee Green.

The pupils will perform a drama about her life next Sunday at The Broadway Theatre, Catford Broadway, Catford.

Children from Lewisham schools including John Stainer, Ashmead, Fairlawn and Rushey Green will also perform.

Rachel did not speak of her experience for almost 50 years and said: “The nightmares don’t go away, but they lessen slightly.

“There are so few of us left to talk about it and it’s important people know what happened.”

A memorial service will be held next Saturday at Catford Synagogue, Crantock Road, Catford, between noon and 1pm.

For tickets to the theatre performance, call 020 8690 0002.

Tickets to the memorial service are free. Call 020 8314 8636.

For more information, visit hmd.org.uk

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Hunter of “Torah scrolls that survived the Holocaust”, Rabbi Menachem Youlus, exposed as a fraud- Not a single name, date, document to support claims

Rabbi Menachem Youlus, so-called “The Indiana Jones of Torah Scribes,” claims he has rescued over 1,000 sacred Torah scrolls that “survived the Holocaust” — including scrolls he claims he dug up from mass graves in the Ukraine, unearthed at Auschwitz, and even one he stumbled upon while on a tour of Bergen-Belsen when he fell into a hole in the corner of the floorboards of one of the buildings, and felt around with his hands finding a scroll.

The scrolls are always remarkably in good condition despite allegedly being buried in the ground for over 60 years. And the Rabbi is unable to provide a single name, date, photograph or document to support the claims of the origin of any of his scrolls.

The jews who bought Torah scrolls from Rabbi Youlus have now discovered that he is a fraud, and are pissed they were conned out of thousands of dollars. Jewry wrestled with whether to expose the Rabbi as a con artist, or suppress the truth and “serve the greater good” of supporting the official Holocaust story. They have apparantly figured the case of Rabbi Youlus is too glaring of a hoax, and it would be better to announce through their press that the Rabbi is a fraud, than to suppress it and have their enemies expose the truth.

Rabbi Menachem Youlus regales believers with dramatic stories of Holocaust-era scrolls he says he has rescued and restored. But are his tales true?

Rabbi to the Rescue: Menachem Youlus is called the Indiana Jones of Torah recovery and restoration. But there are doubts about his thrilling tales.

By Martha Wexler and Jeff Lunden
Sunday, January 31, 2010
The Washington Post

In October of 2001, Robert Kushner of Pittsburgh received an e-mail that got his heart racing. His nephew had come across a notice in a Jewish genealogical newsletter about a mass grave discovered outside the Ukrainian town of Kamenets-Podolsk. Along with the remains of Jews killed in the Holocaust, the grave contained two sacred Torah scrolls, one of them wrapped in a “Gestapo body bag.” A Maryland man had bought one Torah, the newsletter said, but the second scroll needed a home.

Kamenets-Podolsk was the town from which Kushner’s father had emigrated in 1920. One of his father’s sisters never left, and Kushner, 74, wondered, “Could her body be one of those buried in that mass grave?” He contacted the man who had made this horrific yet miraculous find: Rabbi Menachem Youlus, co-owner of the Jewish Bookstore of Greater Washington. Kushner and his wife traveled to the bookstore in Wheaton and found themselves charmed by the slightly built, chatty Orthodox rabbi.

“We literally fell in love with him,” Kushner says. “He exudes honesty, integrity. He’s as pleasant as could be.”

Youlus showed the Kushners the antique scroll and recounted his adventure: While traveling in Ukraine, Youlus was approached by an unnamed farmer who offered to sell him a handwritten map. As Kushner remembers the story, the farmer said he had been told by his father that if he ever encountered anyone wearing a skullcap, he should show him the map. The farmer led Youlus to his land, which had a pigsty built on a foundation of Jewish gravestones. Seeing Hebrew writing on the map, Youlus bought it and went off with the farmer to a spot marked on it. The rabbi started digging and uncovered a mass grave containing the bones of more than 200 people, as well as two relatively intact Torahs. He and his driver reburied the human remains and marked each individual grave with verses from the Book of Psalms. Months later, Youlus — who is also a Torah scribe — restored the Torahs to kosher condition so they could once again be read in synagogues.

Hearing this story, Kushner felt moved to buy the Torah, which was still for sale. He’d grown up poor. His immigrant father couldn’t afford the big donation some synagogues used to request for the privilege of reciting Torah blessings during the High Holy Days. Choking up, Kushner recalls: “When this Torah became available, I said, ‘You know what? I can’t think of a better way to honor my father’s memory.’ ” Youlus told the Kushners that several people had expressed interest in the Torah, but the scribe wanted them to have it, because “that’s where your father was born; that’s where his siblings were born.” Kushner paid $15,000 for the scroll, which he donated to his synagogue, Beth El Congregation in Pittsburgh. He fondly remembers the dedication. “It was a beautiful ceremony. I spoke, my son spoke, through tears.” Later, his grandson read from the Torah at his bar mitzvah.

For something buried underground for 60 years, the Torah was in remarkably good condition. The rabbi never showed Kushner any photos of the excavation or of the scroll before its restoration, or the farmer’s map. Kushner, a retired lawyer, acknowledges that he was initially skeptical. “You know, the story itself is so bizarre. … I did not know Menachem at that time, and I guess there was something in my voice,” Kushner says. At Youlus’s suggestion, Kushner called an Orthodox rabbi in Pittsburgh for a character reference. Kushner’s sister called family friends in Maryland who also vouched for Youlus. When Kushner told his own rabbi about the background checks, the rabbi’s reaction was: “You know what? You’ve done far more than you need to do. If a sofer [Torah scribe] tells you a story, you can believe him.”

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Rabbi Menachem Youlus has found scores of enthusiastic believers and willing buyers. Dubbed “The Indiana Jones of Torah Scribes,” Youlus has regaled congregations and the media (including this newspaper in 2004) with tales of cloak-and-dagger adventures in Central and Eastern Europe. The 48-year-old rabbi from Baltimore says he has found Torahs hidden in walls, buried in the ground, piled in basements of monasteries, even under the floorboards of a concentration camp barracks. He says he has been beaten up, threatened with jail in Siberia, and has had to smuggle out Torahs in false-bottom suitcases.

“I guess you can say I’m on a mission,” explains Youlus, who wears a neatly trimmed beard and the white shirt, black trousers and black yarmulke favored by the ultra-Orthodox. His stated mission, supported by the nonprofit Save a Torah Inc., is to recover, repair and resettle sacred scrolls from Jewish communities destroyed by the Nazis. His rescued Torahs have found their way into more than three dozen congregations in the Washington area and beyond. Billionaire investor David Rubenstein, 60, co-founder and managing director of the Carlyle Group, purchased two of these scrolls. He says, via e-mail, “I donated these Torahs to the synagogues so their congregants could have the sacred experience of reading scripture from scrolls that had survived the Holocaust.”

The Torah is Judaism’s most sacred text — the first five books of the Hebrew Bible — painstakingly handwritten on animal-skin parchment according to a strict set of rules. It is venerated as the core of Jewish worship and the basis for centuries of Jewish scholarship. Jews treat the Torah with the respect due an important person, standing when it is taken out of its ark and is carried in a synagogue. There’s a tradition among some Jews of ransoming stolen Torahs, and scrolls damaged beyond repair are buried in a cemetery.

The stories Youlus has told over the years resonate so powerfully because they meld this centerpiece of the Jewish religion with the cataclysm of the Holocaust, providing a reassuring sense of continuity and hope. As survivors, Youlus’s Torahs are brought out for Holocaust Remembrance Day, they’re used to teach lessons in religious schools, and for many people, such as Robert Kushner, they have become part of a deeply personal family narrative. Youlus says in a video on the Save a Torah Web site: “Every single Torah that I rescued has a story.”

At her white clapboard home in Somers, N.Y., Rabbi Shoshana Hantman, 51, takes a large scroll out of a custom-made, portable ark in her living room, rolls it out on her dining room table and shoos away her Siamese cat as it threatens to tread on the sacred parchment. “This is our old guy,” Hantman says, as she prepares to tell the story of the Torah that Youlus sold to her congregation at the time, the Reconstructionist Group of Southern Westchester.

Her tale is almost identical to the one Kushner says Youlus told him. Hantman says she got in touch with Youlus in the summer of 2001 as she was preparing for her small worship group’s first High Holy Day services. The member needed a Torah but couldn’t afford the $25,000 or more for a new one. So she phoned Youlus and soon found herself captivated by his “angelic presence.” “This was an Orthodox rabbi, you understand. Orthodox rabbis don’t normally even speak to the likes of me,” the clergywoman says. “He didn’t only talk to me, he referred to me as ‘rabbi.’ So I already knew this was a special guy.”

Youlus recounted how he had rescued the Torah — one of a pair, Hantman recalls, that he discovered in the Ukrainian mass grave. The scribe offered the scroll to Hantman’s congregation for $6,000. Hantman recalls that Youlus was finishing the Torah’s restoration on Sept. 11. She remembers Youlus telling her that he was a member of a Jewish burial society and had to rush to the Pentagon to retrieve the remains of Jewish victims. “And in the middle of it, he [finished] this Torah,” Hantman marvels.

The story of that Torah’s rescue from the ashes of the Holocaust had special resonance that Rosh Hashanah, when smoke was still rising from Ground Zero. Several members of Hantman’s worship group worked at the World Trade Center. Some would find an even closer connection to the story. Hantman recalls: “Once a gentleman came up and said his father was from Kamenets-Podolsk, and he just wanted to touch the scroll because it might have been his father’s, and he had [lost] people. People have said that they felt — you know, very mystical people — that they felt emanations. …”

Seated at a laminate table covered with scrolls in his bookstore — the headquarters for his operation — Youlus explains the spiritual charge he gets from supplying Torahs, new and restored, to congregations around the United States and overseas. “I’ve been to so many Torah dedications, and it never gets old,” he explains, “because it’s a chance to establish a special bond between God’s chosen people and God.” Around him, the Wheaton shop’s two rooms overflow with books and Judaica: prayer shawls, menorahs, children’s games, stickers and tchochkes. In the rear, several dozen antique Torah scrolls, many wrapped in black trash bags, lie on a set of shelves awaiting repair.

Customers, including local Jewish clergy, frequently interrupt Youlus, in person and over the phone. He greets everyone with a cheery, high-pitched “Hello” and punctuates the air with emphatic hand gestures. His life outside the bookstore is just as busy, he says: “Last week, I was in Europe once and on the West Coast twice.”

As the store’s clerk takes scrolls off the shelf and lays them gently on a table, Youlus eagerly describes the mechanics of being a scribe. He shows off turkey quills, used to write Torahs, bits of klaf (parchment) and explains the intense spiritual concentration required of his profession. Youlus says he uses high-tech infrared equipment to inspect the condition of the scrolls and “climate-controlled” ink to restore them. Touting his expertise in dating parchment, Youlus says he has studied with curators “in Europe,” but pressed to say with whom he has studied, he won’t give names. Ner Israel Rabbinical College in Baltimore confirms that Youlus graduated with a degree in Talmudic Law and was ordained in 1983. He also studied accounting at Towson State University.

On his Save a Torah promotional video, posted on the Web in 2007, Youlus says he has rescued 500 Torahs since he began his mission a quarter-century ago. The number Youlus gives on this spring afternoon in 2009 has soared to 1,100.

The fundraising video describes Youlus’s rescue operation in dramatic fashion. While a violin plays a mournful tune, supporters give testimonials. The screen flashes archival photos of concentration camp barracks and piles of desecrated Torah scrolls. The message is clear: Make a donation so Youlus can parachute in, rescue these fragile survivors and breathe new life into the ancient text known as the Tree of Life.

One testimonial comes from Rabbi Leila Gal Berner of Kol Ami, a Reconstructionist community in Northern Virginia. Cradling a Torah from Youlus, Gal Berner, 59, relates its remarkable history. “There was a legend of a Torah scroll that had been hidden under the floorboards at Bergen-Belsen [the German concentration camp]. Menachem came to Bergen-Belsen on a tour and literally fell into a hole in the corner of the floorboards, felt something strange, suspected that this might be where it was. It was dug up. Indeed it was the Torah, fully there. After some negotiations, Rabbi Youlus was able to purchase the Torah.” For Gal Berner, rescuing a scroll like hers means “that community didn’t die when Hitler tried to kill it.”

But Youlus’s discovery at Bergen-Belsen comes as news to the historian at the camp museum. “I can definitely exclude that there could have been a find of the Torah scroll on the grounds of the Bergen-Belsen Memorial” in recent years, writes Thomas Rahe. In 1945, British troops burned down all the barracks to stop the spread of typhus.

Asked in the shop about his Bergen-Belsen adventure, Youlus at first jokes about his dumb luck — being a “schlemiel” and literally stumbling on a holy treasure. Confronted with the camp historian’s denial, he shoots back: “It’s not Bergen-Belsen. … She [Gal Berner] says it was Bergen-Belsen.” Which camp was it? He can’t remember: He says he has toured so many concentration camp sites. Why did he allow Gal Berner to tell this story on the video? He says he’s never watched it.

Gal Berner — a historian who has taught at leading universities — stands by Youlus even after being informed of the facts and of Youlus’s denial. In an e-mail, she skirts the question of what the scribe told her about the Torah’s origins. “I believe that Rabbi Youlus is an honest man who is doing holy work,” she says. “I believe that he must navigate complicated territory in order to find and rescue the Torah scrolls he finds.”

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In the spring of 2008, Central Synagogue, a prominent temple in Manhattan, dedicated another of Youlus’s rescued Torahs. This one came with an iconic name attached. Youlus says he secretly unearthed it in Oswiecim — the Polish town made infamous by its German name, Auschwitz. Oswiecim Jews, Youlus said, buried this Torah in a metal box in their cemetery to save it from the Nazis. More than six decades later, he told the New York Times, he located the scroll with a metal detector and dug it up. But it was missing four parchment panels. The local Jews removed these panels, he said, before burying the Torah, and later somehow spirited the fragments into the camp. Youlus says he placed an ad in a local newspaper offering to pay for parchment with Hebrew writing on it. Miraculously, a priest — a former Auschwitz prisoner — responded the very next day and sold him four panels that proved to be an exact match.

Central Synagogue’s rabbi, Peter Rubinstein, acknowledges that he was initially baffled as to how the parchment had come into the camp. But he did not seek an independent appraisal or ask for documentation. Rubinstein says he ultimately trusted Youlus, and he trusted the man who had purchased the Torah and wanted to donate it to Central Synagogue.

That donor was David Rubenstein (no relation to the rabbi) of the Carlyle Group, the D.C.-based private equity firm. The billionaire philanthropist — who has lent a copy of the Magna Carta to the National Archives — was not a member of Central Synagogue. But he came well recommended by a congregant: Arthur Levitt, the former Securities and Exchange Commission chairman. “That’s how the connection was made,” Rabbi Rubinstein recalls. “That’s how the world works.” As he remembers, donor David Rubenstein “said he wanted exposure for the scroll in New York.”

So with great fanfare, the Torah from Auschwitz was dedicated in New York on Holocaust Remembrance Day 2008. Months later, on the Jewish New Year, the congregation again took the Torah down from its imposing two-tiered ark. In his sermon, Rabbi Rubinstein repeated the story of the Torah’s wondrous rescue from the killing fields of Oswiecim. Reflecting back on that homily, he says: “Remember, this was two days after the market dropped 700 points, and I was trying to talk about retrenching, not financial retrenching, [but] what are the things that are the anchors of our lives.”

Reached for comment about the Auschwitz Torah, Poland’s chief rabbi, American Michael Schudrich, responds in an e-mail: “I cannot confirm anything that Menachem has written. I do not know the people he is referring to.” Youlus’s discovery is also a mystery to Tomasz Kuncewicz, director of the Auschwitz Jewish Center, which cares for the Oswiecim cemetery, and to Dorota Wiewiora, head of the tiny Jewish community still living in the region. She is dismayed at the idea that someone would dig among human remains. And, Wiewiora adds, if such a Torah really was dug up, it would rightfully be the property of her community. “No one would sell it. It’s not ethical.”

Asked why no one in Oswiecim knew about his ad hoc archaeological dig, Youlus changes major details of the story he told Central Synagogue and the New York Times. He says the box containing the Torah was not made of metal, though he can’t say exactly what the material was. Youlus says he simply took an educated guess as to where it was buried, hired a crew to dig and found it in the ground beyond the old cemetery walls. As for the priest who supplied the missing parchment panels, Youlus didn’t find him through a classified ad. He says his great aunt — friends with an unidentified Polish cardinal — helped find the priest. What was the priest’s name? “I have no idea,” Youlus says. According to the Archdiocese of Krakow, the last local priest who survived Auschwitz died years before Youlus says he arrived on the scene in 2004.

In a 3-hour interview, Youlus is unable to provide a single name, date, place, photograph or document to back up the Auschwitz stories or any of the others. He says that until Save a Torah was founded in 2004, he kept no records. He refers all requests for documentation since then to the foundation’s president, investment banker Rick Zitelman of Rockville.

But in a late December meeting at The Washington Post, Zitelman, 54, shows no documentation for any of the scrolls, despite requests. Zitelman says the only paperwork he gets from Youlus is an invoice the rabbi himself writes up for each Torah. He says Youlus does not submit any airline tickets or hotel receipts for overseas missions. So where does he think Youlus finds the Torahs? “It’s my understanding these Torahs come from various locations, including monasteries, museums, antique shops, private owners and other places like that,” he says.

Eastern European countries consider the scrolls their cultural property and severely restrict their export. Zitelman says, in a follow-up e-mail: “These Torahs do not belong to the people/organizations/museums/churches that hold them. They belonged to synagogues or Jewish communities or families that were destroyed or killed during the Holocaust. … These stolen Torahs are no different than art that was stolen from Jews by the Nazis and others, and is now being returned to its rightful owners.”

Many state museums and archives in Eastern Europe — including some in former monasteries — do hold hundreds of scrolls. And half a dozen major Jewish organizations, backed by the U.S. State Department, have been pressing governments in the region to return them to Jewish hands in an orderly fashion. Wesley Fisher, director of research for the Conference on Jewish Material Claims Against Germany, is working on the issue. He acknowledges that the slow pace of negotiations “leads many people to think, ‘Well, they should just be taken.’ ” But he says he believes the Jewish people should not “repeat theft,” and with the revival of Jewish life in the region, it’s “not a matter for individuals to decide in cowboy-like fashion” who should have these scrolls. Such decisions should be made in consultation with local communities, he says. Fisher adds: “I’m not aware that Save a Torah is actually trying to deal with Torahs that are held in government hands in the countries of Eastern Europe.”

Jews in Ukraine report that Torahs periodically disappear from museum shelves — sold privately by corrupt curators — and end up overseas. Youlus is aware of these shadowy dealings: “I think that there is a gray market in some of these areas. And I am very, very careful whom I deal with.” But he won’t name the people with whom he deals, so, for now, the source of his old Torahs remains murky.

It’s not hard to determine where most Holocaust Torahs in American synagogues come from. Most are on loan from a collection of Czech Judaica gathered at the Jewish Museum in Prague during World War II and later sold to a philanthropist in London. The wartime curators meticulously labeled the town of origin of each of those Torahs. Establishing the provenance of other scrolls, though, can be tricky. The text of the Torah is immutable. Scribes never sign their name, the date or the place where they have penned the scroll. Judging by the calligraphy, the parchment and sometimes the penmanship, experts can estimate within a few decades a scroll’s age and region of origin. But even if a Torah is determined to have been written in Europe before the Holocaust, there is no way to tell simply by looking at it where it has been since it was written. It’s not hard to find old Torahs for sale: Synagogues close; congregations consolidate and sell off scrolls. And many of the old scrolls come from either Eastern Europe or scribes who trained there. EBay has pages of listings. Some old scrolls for sale, indeed, may be survivors of vanished Jewish communities, but it’s hard to say for sure.

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What’s also hard to ascertain is how the two Torahs Youlus says he found in a mass grave in Ukraine wound up in the hands of five different buyers.

The first was Martin Ingall, 50, of Potomac, who reported Youlus’s discovery to the Jewish genealogical newsletter. Its August, 2001, issue states that Ingall, president of Technology Information in Rockville, bought one of the two Torahs and suggested that someone else might want the second. After reading this, Kushner then purchased what Youlus told him was the second scroll. But another Pennsylvania couple, Phyllis and David Malinov, also read the notice and felt a tug on their heartstrings. Phyllis, 71, knew her mother had immigrated from Kamenets-Podolsk. So the couple, a teacher and a physician, headed off to the Wheaton bookstore. After they told Youlus about their family connection to the town, David Malinov, 72, recalls, the scribe “was in favor of our receiving the Torah.” They paid about $10,000, they say, for what Youlus told them was one of two Torahs, and took it back to their Jewish fellowship group in Pike County, Pa. Around the same time, the Pearlstone Conference and Retreat Center outside Baltimore, which caters to Jewish organizations, was looking for a Torah. The center’s executive director, Carol Pristoop, wrote down the incredible story that Youlus told the Pearlstone donors, who paid $10,000 for the scroll. She saved her notes, which state the Pearlstone Torah is one of two found in a mass grave.

Hantman also remembers Youlus telling her that her Westchester County congregation was receiving one of two Torahs from the mass grave. Youlus declines to explain how five parties believed they had one of these two Torahs. But Zitelman says: “There’s a total of eight Torahs — two that were in the mass grave and six that were from the general community. I don’t know what Rabbi Youlus said specifically to anybody.”

When Hantman hears about the mystically multiplying Torahs, she pauses and says she has to gather her thoughts: “I hope you’ve read ‘To Kill a Mockingbird.’ At the end, a truth is concealed for the better good of the community. … If there is any deception going on … also think about what he’s done that’s good.” She wrestles with what she has heard. “Destroying this man, if he is guilty of what you suspect, may very well be in service of the truth but in disservice of a greater truth,” Hantman says. What, for Hantman, is the greater truth? “The Jewish reverence for the past, for heritage and for those who suffered and died because of the Nazis.”

Clark University professor Deborah Dwork, co-author of a history of Auschwitz, says she has an “allergic reaction” to the notion of a greater truth, because, she says, such tales can play into the hands of Holocaust deniers. For her, the historical record must be “absolutely crystal clear. Anything that deviates from that one whit does the memory of the Holocaust a huge disservice,” she says.

So why have so many of Youlus’s customers accepted his dramatic rescue stories without evidence? Is it because he carries the title “Rabbi”? Or is it because so many unimaginable things did happen during the Holocaust? Perhaps, as sociologist Samuel Heilman says: “There’s a sensitivity because of Holocaust denial. If you say some stories aren’t true, you may have to say that all stories are not true. So best not to touch on a sensitive topic.” Heilman — who has written numerous books about Jewish communities and is a professor at City University of New York — suggests that some American Jews feel guilty: “They didn’t manage to rescue the people, so they rescue the Torahs.” Dwork has her own theory: “The loss was so devastating that we crave tales of survival.”

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David Rubenstein does not want any lingering doubts about provenance to taint the Torah he donated to New York’s Central Synagogue, or another scroll he donated to the Sixth & I Historic Synagogue in downtown Washington. Youlus said that Torah was read by inmates at the Dachau concentration camp. But the archivist at Dachau, Albert Knoll, says he has no record of a Torah being smuggled into the camp. After Rubenstein was told that experts questioned the stories about the Torahs, he hired noted Holocaust historian Michael Berenbaum, 64, to investigate. Berenbaum, a former director of the research institute at the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum, spent an hour and a half with Youlus, spoke with people in Poland and searched through archives and oral histories. “Based on Dr. Berenbaum’s investigation,” Rubenstein wrote in a September e-mail, “we cannot fully and unquestionably establish that the Torahs are what I had been led to believe.” Rubenstein asked Berenbaum to find Torahs “whose Holocaust provenance is not in question. When such Torahs are located and secured, I will donate them to the synagogues — to ensure they will have what I originally intended them to have.” Since then, Berenbaum says, he has secured a replacement Torah for Central Synagogue from a Romanian collection recently transferred to Israel. Sixth & I will receive a scroll from Poland. The Carlyle Group reports that Rubenstein is also paying for the restoration of a historic building for Jewish youth in Poland “as a sign of goodwill and appreciation.”

As for Youlus’s Torah rescue stories, Berenbaum came to his own conclusion. “A psychiatrist might say they are delusional. A historian might say they are counter-factual. A pious Jew might call them midrash — the stories we tell to underscore the deepest truths we live,” he says. Midrash, in this context, refers to the ancient tradition of rabbis telling anecdotes and fables to convey a moral lesson. “Myth underscores the deepest truth we live,” Berenbaum says.

But for Kushner, who to honor his father bought a Torah he believed was from a mass grave, “It’s better that I should know the truth than I should go on the rest of my life believing in a myth.”

Martha Wexler was the Europe editor for National Public Radio and a senior editor of NPR’s “All Things Considered.” Jeff Lunden is a freelance journalist and an award-winning radio producer. His stories and documentaries have been heard on NPR, PRI and American Public Media. They can be reached at wpmagazine@washpost.com.

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2010/01/22/AR2010012203257.html?sid=ST2010012500035

Oskar Klausenstock’s amazing Holocaust™ fairytale

Klausenstock’s tale reads like a Hollywood script.

Oskar survived many close calls. Every four or five days, he had an experience where he thought he was going to die, but he miraculously survived.

The closest was when a Nazi soldier was counting off every 10th Jew to kill, and he was mistakenly counted as No. 10, but the Nazi guard caught the mistake, and Oskar was actually only number 9.

Another time he escaped and travelled hundreds of miles eastward through the Polish forests, crossed a heavily guarded river, and was rescued by Soviet soldiers.

He was once strafed by British Spitfire planes along with other laborers at an airfield.

Another time he escaped from the Germans by hiding in a hay bale.

Then another time he snuck into a group of American POWs being marched to a camp, falling behind the last guy in the line. When he tapped the man on the shoulder, he responded ‘Holy sh–!,’ The Americans gave him a coat to blend in.

After the war was over, Klausenstock served as an interpreter for the occupying U.S. Army, he even spent some time working for Gen. George Patton.

Klausenstock was the only one of 38 family members to survive the Holocaust.

Oskar Klausenstock served as a doctor in the U.S. Army from 1955-57.

Tiburon man recounts escapes during Holocaust

Marin Independent Journal
Brent Ainsworth
Posted: 01/26/2010

Wednesday is International Holocaust Memorial Day, which marks the 65th anniversary of the liberation of the Auschwitz death camp.

Dr. Oskar Klausenstock of Tiburon never spent time in Auschwitz, but he vividly remembers the names of five camps where he did spend time: Plaszow, Gross-Rosen, Ganacker, Flossenburg and Dachau.

“There were several others,” said Klausenstock, 87.

A retired radiologist/oncologist, Klausenstock sits in his comfortable Reed Ranch home and marvels that he survived so many close calls. The closest: when a Nazi soldier was counting off every 10th Jew to kill, and Klausenstock – then in his late teens – was No. 10.

“He counted sieben, acht, neun … and then for some reason he looked at me and said neun again,” Klausenstock said. “And the man next to me had to step out and be No. 10.”

Klausenstock was the only one of 38 known family members that survived the war. Two aunts and one uncle escaped to Palestine before the war broke out.

“Dad’s an amazing man,” said Dan Klausenstock, 48, son of Oskar and Judy Klausenstock, who were married in 1952. “To overcome what he has experienced and still have a positive attitude and be upbeat about humanity at all, it amazes me.”

Klausenstock was born in a tiny village in southern Poland. “My shtetl made the one in ‘Fiddler on the Roof’ look like a metropolis,” he said. As a teen he apprenticed to a weaver and a furrier and played goalie for his school soccer team. All that changed on Sept. 1, 1939, when World War II began with the German blitzkrieg.
The area was quickly overrun and the apartment he shared with his mother and stepfather was ransacked. Jews were rounded up and detained.

In the first of his many escapes, Klausenstock received a break from an old soccer friend who had been recruited to work for the Germans. A planted note from the friend told him to scale a wall at midnight, so young Oskar did just that, slicing his hands on the glass shards protruding from the top. He fled with a younger cousin hundreds of miles eastward through the Polish forests, forded a heavily guarded river and was welcomed by Soviet soldiers.

He assumed the life of a Ukrainian farm boy but was overrun again by the Nazi forces. His first concentration camp was Plaszow, made famous by “Schindler’s List” – a film Klausenstock is forbidden to see by order of his wife. He was often transferred to other camps and worked in quarries, as a blacksmith and as a welder.

At Flossenburg, he was detained along with the son of Soviet premier Jozef Stalin. He narrowly missed being assigned to an unexploded bomb detonation detail in which many Jews were killed.

He was once strafed by British Spitfire planes along with other laborers at an airfield where the Nazis were testing the first jet plane, the Messerschmidt Me-262.

“Somehow my luck followed me the entire war, and I don’t know why,” Klausenstock said. “Every four or five days, I had an experience where I thought I was going to die.”

In May 1945, he was being marched outside of a camp with a group that had started as 800 emaciated and exhausted prisoners. Anyone who stumbled and fell was shot. The group, down to about 45 survivors, was stopped for a rest at a barn. Klausenstock hid in a hay bale and was stunned that no German soldiers checked the bales with a pitchfork.

When he came out the next day, he saw in the distance American POWs being marched under guard toward a camp. He sneaked behind the group while wearing his prison camp striped pajamas and tapped the shoulder of the last man in line.

“He said two words I’ll never forget: ‘Holy sh–,’” said Klausenstock, who knew enough English to understand.

He was given a coat to blend in with the marchers. Arriving at the camp, the prisoners cleaned up their new mascot by soaping him up in a pigs’ trough. “That was my baptism,” Klausenstock said.

A few days later, an Allied victory was declared. Within weeks, Klausenstock was serving as an interpreter for the occupying U.S. Army, and that fall he spent some time working for Gen. George Patton just before the general died from injuries in a traffic accident.

When the Allies were staking European claims in the months after the war, the Soviets had eyes for the famed Lipizzaner Stallions, which had been moved from Vienna to Simbach, Germany. As far as the Soviets were concerned, the show horses were property of the Hungarian military and thus could be turned into cavalry horses. Klausenstock orchestrated a transfer of the horses into American hands and later learned to ride the stallions himself.

Klausenstock studied medicine in Frankfurt, Germany, before coming to the United States in 1949 with the aid of U.S. Army contacts. He had $1.90 to his name when he was accepted at Boston University.

He laughs as he recounts the three years he worked as a doctor at Fort Huachuca in Arizona. “Imagine me, after what I had been through, a captain in the U.S. Army right next to Tombstone, Ariz.,” he said. He finished his studies at Stanford, worked at two hospitals and then opened his practice in San Francisco in 1959.

Klausenstock has soothed himself by writing his memoirs, mostly unpublished, and immersing himself in poetry. He has never attended a Holocaust survivors meeting.

“When it was all over, foremost in my mind was to forget it,” Klausenstock said. “Some people have more difficulty than others in doing that. My healing was that I was not a Holocaust survivor, I was a human being. In a way, I have become a stranger to myself, but it is a good estrangement.”

source: http://www.marinij.com/tiburonbelvedere/ci_14273825?source=rss

“Tales of the Holohoax” and Denmark’s anti-Muslim cartoons

Satire demonized and criminalized in Britain
by Michael Hoffman
Simon Sheppard (left) and Stephen Whittle now serving prison sentences in Britain

One grows weary of pointing to the disparity between how “Holocaust” revisionists and Muslim haters are treated in the media and the courts both legal and of public opinion. Kurt Westergaard, the artist who drew the anti-Mohammed cartoon in Denmark is a hero of the European Union. His “freedom of expression” is jealously guarded, and used as a pedagogic tool for hammering Muslims concerning the glories of modern Western human rights’ standards. When Muslims respond that the Danish cartoon was bigoted and racist, they are dismissed as backward peasants from Neanderthal societies who have yet to learn the rudiments of Enlightenment tolerance.

Meanwhile, revisionist expression concerning Talmudic Judaism or the alleged execution gas chambers of Auschwitz is another matter entirely. In the latter case, the “racist” pejorative is gleefully pinned on revisionists by the media and the courts, thereby acting as a solvent for weakening any claims to apply the western heritage of freedom of the press to revisionist writers or satirists.

Hence, Simon Sheppard, who received a lengthy prison sentence in part for distributing in England this writer’s satirical comic book Tales of the Holohoax is described by all British media, from the snooty BBC to the proletarian “Sun” newspaper, as a “racist.”

The unjust assignment of this pejorative is the impregnable wall that has been erected to isolate Mr. Sheppard’s case from that of the anti-Muslim Danish cartoonists, and causes him to forfeit the civil liberties protections of Europe’s supposed guardians of freedom against Islamic fundamentalism. The possibility that Europe might need to be guarded against the racist tyranny of fundamentalist Orthodox Judaism is policed out of consideration.

What precisely is there that is “racist” about the Tales of the Holohoax cartoons? The media do not scruple to attempt an analysis because they are under no pressure or obligation to do so. Satire is only a noble weapon when it is used against “demon Islam,” while Judaism and Holocaustianity are sacred dogmas in Europe. Satirizing these sacred cows is a “disgusting hate crime.”

Westergaard is portrayed as a defiant saint, while Mr. Sheppard and his partner in “criminal” satire, Stephen Whittle (they are known collectively as the “Heretical Two”), are less than zero in the eyes of the Western gatekeepers of morality and history – “race hate criminals” – in the purple prose of the BBC. The fact that these two have been stigmatized as “racist” is sufficient to render the stigma a reality, even when the facts bear witness to the contrary.

The “revisionist community,” with some notable exceptions (Lady Michelle Renouf, Dr. Robert Faurisson, Willis Carto, Herman Otten) is reluctant to mention Tales of the Holohoax in connection with the plight of the “Heretical Two.” The publication itself and the heretics who circulated it would now be a cause célébre if the current “revisionist community” had any of the public relations instincts of Ernst Zundel.

In the 2009 Christmas list of imprisoned revisionists and their jailhouse mailing addresses circulated around the Internet and published in certain revisionist newsletters, under the names Sheppard and Whittle the reason given for their incarceration was an oddly generic one: “sought asylum in the U.S.” But the reason they were asylum seekers was noticeably absent. By this omission, reference to Tales  of the Holohoax and its author were sent down the memory hole — by revisionists themselves.

I have seen no sustained analogy by revisionists concerning this writer or Mr. Sheppard, and Mr.Westergaard. And since it has been decided that Tales of the Holohoax shouldn’t be mentioned or discussed by revisionists, no parallels are drawn between this writer’s satirical gas chamber cartoons and the anti-Muslim ones in Denmark. A magnificent opportunity is thereby lost.

Culpability for this loss also rests with the Muslim and Arab media who have failed to compare the two sets of cartoons and the fate of the distributors.

No European has gone to jail for satirizing Islam or its prophet. On the contrary, the defiance of the Danish cartoonists is celebrated, rewarded and protected, while Sheppard rots in a British prison for distributing a satire that pokes fun at Talmudic tall tales recycled for modern consumption during and after World War II.

Prison addresses of the heretics:
Simon Sheppard (#A8042AA) Wing D4-05, HMP Leeds, 2 Gloucester Terrace, Stanningley Road, Leeds, LS12 2TJ, United Kingdom.
Stephen Whittle (#A8041AA) address as above.
Racist pair lose jail term appeals
The Sun (UK) 29 Jan 2010

A RACIST man has lost his appeal against the UK’s first conviction for inciting racial hatred online. But the Court of Appeal in London did reduce Stephen Whittle’s sentence of two years and four months by six months.

Another man, Simon Sheppard, who was also convicted of inciting racial hatred, had his term of four years and ten months cut by a year.

Whittle, 42, and Sheppard, 52, were jailed at Leeds Crown Court in July last year after they were charged, under the Public Order Act, with publishing racially inflammatory material, distributing racially inflammatory material and possessing racially inflammatory material with a view to distribution.

Whittle, from Preston, was found guilty of five offences and Sheppard, of Selby, North Yorkshire, was found guilty of 16. During their first trial in 2008, they skipped bail and fled to California, where they sought asylum claiming they were being persecuted for their right-wing views, but were deported. The police investigation began after a complaint about a leaflet called “Tales of the Holohoax”, which was pushed through the door of a Blackpool synagogue and traced back to a post office box in Hull registered to Sheppard.

Published material found later included images of murdered Jews alongside cartoons and articles ridiculing ethnic groups. At the appeal, Sheppard’s counsel, Adrian Davies, challenged the convictions on the grounds of jurisdiction, the meaning of “publication” and whether the material on the internet was “written material” within the meaning of the Act. He said the articles complained of were posted on a website in California where there was no doubt that they were “entirely lawful and enjoyed the highest degree of constitutional protection under the laws of the United States.”  There was no evidence that anyone in England and Wales, except for the police officer, who the Crown did not rely on as a member of the public under the Act, had ever read any of them. “Despite this, Mr Sheppard has been sentenced to a longer term of imprisonment than Abu Hamza,” he told Lord Justice Scott Baker, Mr Justice Penry-Davey and Mr Justice Cranston.

Giving their ruling, Lord Justice Scott Baker said the trial judge was right to hold that he had jurisdiction to try the pair because a substantial measure of the activities constituting the crime took place in England. He said the judge had also correctly addressed the issue of publication – the material in the case was available to the public despite the fact that the evidence went no further than establishing that one police constable downloaded it. And the words “written material” in the Act were sufficiently wide to include articles in electronic form. On the question of sentence, he noted that the judge had said he had rarely seen or read material that was so abusive and insulting in its content towards racial groups in this country. (End quote)

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Holyhoaxer extraordinaire Thomas Blatt – At Sobibor “250,000 people roasted on huge pyres made from iron rails, fueled with diesel oil”

Blatt says he survived the gas chambers on the whim of the SS commandant, who said to him, “Come, little one”, as a selection was made of so-called “work Jews.”

The Nazis needed Thomas to work as a “fireman”, burning the clothes and personal effects of those gassed upon arrival at the camp.

He eventually escaped after an inmate uprising at Sobibor, surviving in the forest. He claims he survived being shot in the face, and has a bullet lodged in his jaw.

Blatt is now one of the primary “eyewitnesses” “testifying” against John Demjanjuk.

Thomas Blatt holds up a newspaper showing himself along with Karl August Frenzel, a member of the Nazi S.S. staff at the Sobibor extermination camp, where Blatt was part of a revolt that led to his escape from the camp in 1943. [1]

Holocaust survivor, 82, tells of grim role as ‘fireman’ in Nazi death camp

20 January 2010
The Scotsman
By Allan Hall in Munich

THE lights dimmed in a Munich court yesterday as the survivor of a Nazi death camp where 250,000 people died described how he stayed alive amid the carnage.

Thomas Blatt, 82, using the tip of his ballpoint pen on a map of the camp projected on to the walls of the court, transported a generation far removed from the horrors of the Holocaust back 67 years to a place called Sobibor in Poland.

Metres away from him, lying on a specially constructed bed and apparently asleep for the whole of his testimony, was the man prosecutors allege may have driven Mr Blatt’s parents at bayonet-point into the gas chamber at Sobibor in April 1943.

He does not remember John Demjanjuk from the murder factory hidden in a pine forest, and cannot say if he is guilty as charged of aiding in the murders of 27,900 Dutch Jews who were gassed during his alleged tenure there.

But Mr Blatt was the first witness at 89-year-old Demjanjuk’s trial able to take the judge, lawyers and relatives of the dead back to those dark days.

As relatives of those killed in Sobibor during the six months Demjanjuk allegedly worked as a guard there wept in court, Mr Blatt said: “I survived the murder project of the Nazis, and the Ukrainians, like Demjanjuk, were the worst of the worst in the camp.”

Shipped off to Sobibor from his home only 43 miles away, his mother, father and ten-year-old brother were gassed and burned within an hour of arrival.

He survived on the whim of the SS commandant, who said to him, “Come, little one”, as a selection was made of so-called “work Jews” who were needed by the guards to keep the camp functioning.

He told of his various tasks. “I became what was known as the ‘fireman’,” he said.

After sorting through the clothes of arriving victims, he was left with piles of passports, love letters, birth certificates, bank account statements and greeting cards taken from those about to die. He burned them in a pit, as the people they once belonged to burned on the “roasts” – huge funeral pyres constructed on iron rails and fuelled with diesel oil that sat next to the gas chamber.

After the victims were undressed, they went along the “Road to Heaven” – a path lined with barbed wire fences interwoven with fir boughs that made it invisible to the rest of the camp.

Asked by Judge Ralph Alt if he could recognise Demjanjuk as a guard there, he said wistfully: “Was he there? More than 60 years have passed. I cannot even remember the faces of my parents.

“The court must decide if he was there. If he was there when I was there, then I can imagine he shoved Jews forward at bayonet point to the gas chambers. Without the 100 or so Ukrainians who were there, the Germans would never have managed to kill 250,000 Jews.”

Demjanjuk claims he was a prisoner of the Germans for the whole of the war and questions the authenticity of a key piece of evidence – an SS identity card that prosecutors say features a photo of a young Demjanjuk and says he worked at Sobibor.

Arrested, tried and sentenced to death by an Israeli court nearly 20 years ago for being a guard in another camp, he was cleared after new evidence surfaced. He was extradited from the US to Germany last year to stand trial for being in Sobibor. He has not said a word since the trial began last month.

source: http://news.scotsman.com/world/Holocaust-survivor-82-tells-of.5995937.jp

HolocaustDenialVidoes.com has an excellent detailed breakdown of Blatt’s fraudulent story here.

2009 interview with Blatt by Der Spiegel:

SPIEGEL: And how did you get through the remaining year and a half until the end of the war?

Blatt: Freedom was difficult. If I had been a Christian boy, I’d have had a better chance. People would have taken care of me. But where could I go? There was no Jewish community anymore in my hometown of Izbica, and the Polish farmers saw us mainly as Christ’s murderers. A farmer hid me and some others at first, in exchange for money we’d taken with us from Sobibor. Later he tried to shoot us. I still have the bullet in my jaw. After that I hid in the woods or in abandoned buildings.

Blatt speaking to students [2]

“Vhat part of my story don’t you believe?” [3]

Edie Eger’s Holohoax tale – danced for Mengele, never knew if water or gas would come out of showers, weighed 40 lbs at 17 yrs-old when liberated

Edith is a superstar on the Holyco$t circuit, and a consummate storyteller.

She says she danced for Dr. Mengele, and saw the black smoke from the gas chamber (not the crematorium), which likely contained the ashes of her mother.

Whenever Edie and her sister Magda showered at Auschwitz, “they never knew if they would receive water or gas.”

Eventually an emaciated and thought-dead Edie was thrown in a mass grave in the woods behind a camp, but an American GI spotted her hand move and she was pulled from the pile of corpses. A miracle!

She weighed 40 lbs at 17 yrs-old when liberated.

Edie now travels all over telling her story.

Edie’s Heroic Story

Edie’s story began in Kassa, Hungry where she grew up with her parents and older sisters, Magda and Klara. In May of 1944 at the age of 16 her life changed forever. Edie was sent by the Germans to Auschwitz concentration camp along with her parents and sister Magda. (Her sister Klara was smuggled out of the country by her music teacher and was the only one in her family to escape the concentration camp.)

When Edie and her family arrived in Auschwitz, her father was immediately separated from the rest of them and sent to the men’s camp. They never saw him again. While Edie, her mother, and sister Magda stood in line to await their fate, Dr. Josef Mengele, known as the “Angel of Death” approached them. He directed her mother to the left and Edie and her sister to the right. Edie tried to go to the left with her mother, but Dr. Mengele told her she had to go to the right and that she would see her mother later after her mother’s shower. Edie waited for her mother, but later learned from another inmate that her mother had been sent to the gas chamber.

Later that same day the guards found out from other inmates that Edie had been a ballerina in Hungry. They told Dr. Mengele, who liked to be entertained by the inmates. He sent for Edie to dance for him. As Edie was onstage dancing for Dr. Mengele, she saw the black smoke from the gas chamber, which likely contained the ashes of her mother, drift upward toward heaven. Edie remembered her mother’s words while on the train to Auschwitz, “No one can take from you what you put in your mind.”

Edie said as she continued to dance, “Dr. Mengele discussed with the guards who should die next. I prayed. Not for myself, but for Dr. Mengele, so he would not have to kill me. It was then that I began to pity the Nazis; they were more imprisoned than I. Somehow I would survive, but they would always have to live with what they had done.”

Edie and her sister Magda were close to death many times. Whenever they showered, they never knew if they would receive water or gas. They had to carry ammunitions for the Nazis on the infamous “death march.” They were used as human shields on top of a train full of ammunitions. The Nazis thought that the allies would not drop bombs on a train carrying prisoners, but they were wrong. The bombs killed others around them, but Edie and her sister survived.

From June 1944 to May 1945 Edie and Magda were moved from camp to camp, eventually ending up in Gunskirchen Larger camp. They were becoming exhausted and emaciated with hunger. Edie became so weak that she went in and out of consciousness. Even her sister’s vigilance as a caretaker couldn’t revive Edie. She was unconscious when guards thought she was dead and they tossed her in a mass grave in the woods behind the camp.

Then in May of 1945 Edie’s miracle came. Almost a year to the day from when she arrived in Auschwitz, she was pulled from the pile of corpses in the woods by an American GI who was there with the 71st Infantry to liberate the Gunskirchen Larger camp. He saw her hand move. She weighed 40 pounds and had a broken back, but she was alive!

After her recovery, Edie married a Czech freedom-fighter and eventually moved to the United States where she raised three children. She believes she was saved for a reason. It is her life’s work is to spread the message that it is possible to love and forgive, even in the midst of life’s greatest adversities. Edie says, “Contrary to popular belief, there are no victims in this world – only willing participants. Each of us have the opportunity to transform our lives. You may not control your circumstances, but you can control how you respond to them. Everyone has the power to change at any time.”

Edie is an amazing person beyond her story! Being in the presence of someone with this level of love and compassion is life changing.

source: http://www.heroicjourney.com/pages/about/edieeger.htm

Testimony from the Eichmann Trial by Leon Wells – Dug up and burned bodies, used bone-grinding machine, ate lunch on top of corpses

Leon says he worked in the “Death Brigade”, the Sonderkommando 1005, at the Janowska camp in Poland.

The job of the Death Brigade was to dig up bodies of people murdered by the Nazis and erase all traces of the evidence.

They piled the bodies in heaps like a pyramid, sometimes up to 2,000 bodies.

The Nazi in charge of the Death Brigade would lead the jews to work in the morning dressed in a devil’s costume, with a hook on his hand. He would force Jews to make up songs as they marched to work. He also had an orchestra made up of Jewish prisoners march alongside the Jews, and accompany them as they sang their songs.

After burning the bodies, they put the bones into a bone-grinding machine, and then they would make the ashes disappear by tossing them into the air.

While at work, they ate lunch on top of the corpses.

No word if Leon slept or hid in feces.

The USHMM claims this is a bone-crushing machine used to grind human bones in order to obtain fertilizer in the Janowska concentration camp. Poland, August 1944.[1]

kosher source: Nizkor

The Trial of Adolf Eichmann
Session 23

(Part 2 of 5)

(2 May 1961)

[...]

Q. Now you were back at the Janowska camp?

A. We marched in, to music played by a big orchestra.

Q. What orchestra?

A. We had, in the concentration camp – also in the Julag we had an orchestra playing every morning and every evening, when we went out to work and when we returned from work and also when people were taken to be shot – the orchestra used to have to play. It was made up of Jewish prisoners in the concentration camp and the orchestra at Janowska once amounted to sixty people, sixty musicians.

Q. Who ordered this orchestra to be organized and to play?

A. I believe that in general, it was something more than an order given by a single man because it happened that also in the Julag – also afterwards in the Death Brigade, in the concentration camp where there were different leaders, in every place an orchestra was formed, so I don’t believe it was a specific idea…due to a Wilhaus or some other, when they came and started at this time.

Q. Dr. Wells, before we go on, tell me – now you had seen all your family dead, you were now back in the Janowska camp – how could you stand it? How could you survive it? What gave you the will to go on?

A. It was the will of responsibility, that somebody had to remain to tell the world that it was the idea of the Nazis to kill all the Jews – so we had a responsibility somehow to withstand this idea and to be alive. There was not one of us, as will be shown later, that had any interest whether it was he or the second man; it was always: who will be the best to survive and the others will go to death – so as to feel that one man or at least somebody would survive out of all of this.

Q. Now on 15 June 1943, forty people were taken out of the Janowska camp allegedly for road-building. You were among them?

A. Yes.

Q. But this was not for road-building. It was the Death Brigade. The Sonderkommando 1005 (Special Commando).

A. Yes.

Q. What was the job of this Sonderkommando?

A. The job was to remove at any time traces of the murdering of the people by the Nazis.

Q. What did you have to do?

A. We used to uncover all the graves where there were people who had been killed during the past three years, take out the bodies, pile them up in tiers and burn these bodies; grind the bones, take out all the valuables in the ashes such as gold teeth, rings and so on – separate them. After grinding the bones we used to throw the ashes up in the air so that they would disappear, replace the earth on the graves and plant seeds, so that nobody could recognize that there ever was a grave there.

In addition to this they used to bring new people – new victims; they were shot there – undressed beforehand – we had to burn these new bodies too.

Q. There was a Brandmeister – (Chief Fireman) what did he do?

A. The Brigade was divided into different corps. There were, in the beginning one, afterwards two Brandmeister, there were two Zaehler (Counters), there was an ash commander, there were carriers and there were pullers, and also there were cleaners. The Brandmeister was in charge of the fire. When they put up a heap like a pyramid, sometimes up to 2,000 bodies – one had to watch out so that the fire didn’t go out. He was in charge of this fire, while the Zaehler was keeping a count of how many bodies were burnt to check out with the original list – how many were killed, because sometimes if we uncovered a grave we were looking sometimes for hours for one body or more because it was buried on the side; there was an exact list of how many people were killed. So he kept the number of bodies burned and taken out of each grave.

Attorney General: And in the evening a report had to be given to the Untersturmfuehrer – is that so?

Witness Wells: Yes, to Untersturmfuehrer Scherlack and, in his absence, it was Hauptscharfuehrer Rauch.

Q. How was the form of the report?

A. The report was given over with the pencil and paper – because we couldn’t have with us anything left – and it was forbidden for anybody to tell the number, and he had himself to forget. So that if the Hauptscharfuehrer or Untersturmfuehrer next morning asked: “How many were burned yesterday?”, he couldn’t any more tell. He had to say: “I forgot.”

Q. Tell me, how many hours did you work – burning corpses like that? How many hours a day?

A. Some days – eight; some days – ten hours; but normally it was an eight-hour day because here, all the Schutzpolizei and the SD men had to be on the job with us all day. When they finished work – we could go back.

Q. Were you fed while you were working? Did you get any food?

A. We got a lot of food.

Q. Where did you eat? Amongst the corpses?

A. On the corpses.

Q. On the corpses themselves?

A. Yes, on the corpses.

Q. Now 21st May, do you remember? This year…gravestones from the Jewish cemetery arrived – the Jewish cemetery of Lvov. Do you remember?

A. It wasn’t 21st May.

Q. 21st June. I’m sorry – 21st June, 1943.

A. There arrived from the gravestones – we weighed them out and made a place for the Brandstelle (Burning Site) and the Aschkolonne (Ash Column).

Q. What was the work of the…no – we’ll leave that. You tell me that you collected the gold and so on – can you give the Court an idea how much it came to a day?

A. Some days it came up to 8-10 kilos gold, when it was only from bodies. But when they used to bring new people – like if they brought 2,000 or 1,500 people – the amount of gold and rings and also money would be much more. But on some days, only from corpses, we used to get about eight to ten kilos a day.

Q. How was the murder of those who arrived alive at the fires carried out?

A. It depends. For example – at one time there arrived only two or three hundred people, or at other times there arrived 1,500 or 2,000 or 2,500 people. When, for example, arrived 24 of the girls from the concentration camp – on 26 August 1943 – after the night that they spent with the SS people – they were picked from the concentration camp. When they were offered to stay with the SS people – some of the girls started to run away and were taken this time right away to the fires. This time they were standing on the trucks; the trucks backed up to the fires and they were standing at the edge of the truck. Every one of them got a shot in the neck and was then kicked so that she fell straight into the fire.

Q. Who shot them?

A. One of the SS people always – whoever was available that morning.

When on Tuesday, 29 June, 275 people came in they were shot by setting them up in 25 with the machine gun. After the first 25 stepped in, the next 25 stepped in. With these 275 that were shot on 29 June 1943, on Tuesday, it explained one thing that we found before some graves where it didn’t seem to us that the people were shot…but with their tongues out and open mouths it was more like suffocated people and it told us how these people were buried alive. Because when we came out to burn the bodies we found that some of them were only slightly injured due to the machine gun taking 25 people in one shot…so some of them were slightly injured in the arm and they fell down and above them the other people. So it happened at this night when we picked up a body and put it in the fire, at the last moments these bodies started to scream – yell aloud because it was still alive.

Q. So you were provided with hooks by the commanders of the Commando?

A. Yes.

Q. And with gasoline and oil?

A. Gasoline and oil and wood, piles of wood, and a grinding machine.

Q. And you had to do your job very carefully and very efficiently so that nothing should be left of the bodies?

A. Yes, it was necessary to look on the ground for any hair, a piece of bone that was left and even a piece of paper, everything was burned.

Presiding Judge: What was a grinding machine?

Witness Wells: It was like a cement machine that was running and in it big heavy steel balls and the bones were put in from one way and when these balls were…

Presiding Judge: The bones or the bodies?

Witness Wells: So the steel balls were hitting bones. First the fire burned the bones and some of the parts of the body were burned to ashes. These went to the ash column and the ash column sifted through what was remaining in the sieves. The sieves were like sieves we use for flour, to sift flour. And what was left in these sieves was put into the grinding machine and the grinding machine ground them and again got out what was left over, and gold or platinum was in it. These were picked up and afterwards went to the grinding machine. It was a year and a month later when I uncovered also the grave where they looked for the 182nd body which had to be there.

Attorney General: May I ask the Court for the witness’ book. I should like him to identify a number of pictures.

Presiding Judge: I didn’t understand your last reply, Dr. Wells.

Witness Wells: It was in July, at the end of June 1943 I dug up the grave where I had to be buried the year ahead when I escaped among the 182 people.

Presiding Judge: I see.

Witness Wells: And they were looking that they were missing a body, and we looked about two days for a missing body.

Attorney General: Who had lists of the bodies?

Witness Wells: I don’t know who had the list, but it always came. They often, one of the SD people will uncover, it will be exactly the location of the grave…and we will even go and it will be said from this corner you will have to measure six steps, right, south, east and so on. We measured and here we started to make the grave. It was also written how many people had to be in this grave.

Q. And they knew how many bodies were there exactly?

A. Exactly, because we were looking to fit this number with the Zaehler.

Q. There are some illustrations in your book, some pictures taken of the brigade during its work – how did you get those pictures?

A. These pictures weren’t supplied by me – they were supplied by the Historical Commission in Poland…

Presiding Judge: But that’s how it looked – just look at it.

Witness Wells: That’s how it looked.

Presiding Judge: Do you know how the photographs got to this Commission?

Witness Wells: No.

Attorney General: Now, when you went to work in the morning and came back in the evening, you say you had to sing?

Witness Wells: We had to make up songs and sing while we were going to work, and also the Brandmeister would march in front, he was clothed like a devil; he had a special uniform with the hook in his hand and we had to march after him and sing. Afterwards we were also joined by an orchestra which would play as we sang and accompany us on our march to work.

Q. Sometimes people in the brigade identified bodies of their relatives?

A. Yes. Even more – I remember the name Mr. Brill – he was in his late forties at this time…He was taken to the concentration camp, to the Death Brigade; and he was brought together with his two young daughters, one of sixteen and one of eighteen. They were shot and he was put into the Death Brigade, and an hour later, while they were still warm, he himself had to put them in the fire.

Q. Let us continue. Do you remember Tuesday, 29th June?

A. Yes, I mentioned those 275…

Q. Now tell me – how long did a man in such a brigade usually live?

A. Normally, by order… we were told that after eight to ten days we had to be exchanged – we would be shot and another group would come; so when visiting SD men came over to the Death Brigade and asked us how long we had been there it was forbidden for us to say that we had been longer than six, eight, up to eight or ten days – no longer…

Excerpts from “The Black Book” – Electrocution Chamber and Electric Crematorium at Belzec, rivers of blood, jew bone powder used for construction, etc

My favorite is the electric crematorium at Belzec that zapped jews to ashes in an instant.

Wikipedia:

The Black Book was a result of the collaborative effort by the Jewish Anti-Fascist Committee (JAC) and members of the American Jewish community to document the anti-Jewish crimes of the Holocaust and the participation of Jews in the fighting and the resistance movement against the Nazis during World War II.

Background

Prominent Jewish Soviet writers and journalists Ilya Ehrenburg and Vasily Grossman served as war reporters for the Red Army. Grossman’s documentary reports of the opening of the Treblinka and Majdanek extermination camps were some of the first eyewitness accounts — as early as 1943 — of what later became known as the Shoah. His article The Treblinka Hell (Треблинский ад, 1944) was disseminated at the Nuremberg Trials as a document for the prosecution.

Manuscripts and publications

In 1944–1945, based on their own experiences and on other documents they collected, Ehrenburg and Grossman produced two volumes under the title Murder of the People in Yiddish and handed the manuscript to the JAC. Copies were sent to the United States, Israel (then the British mandate of Palestine) and Romania in 1946, and excerpts were published in the United States in English under the title Black Book that same year. In Romania, a part of the manuscript was also published in 1946. It was also printed in Israel. A handwritten manuscript of the book is held at Yad Vashem.

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Review:

It’s a rare reader who’ll be able to get through The Unknown Black Book without having to walk away from it several times. The tragedies it documents are just too horrible to bear except in small doses. Both text and photographs stun the imagination and freeze the heart.

The UBB is a narrative history of Nazi atrocities against the Jews in the German-occupied Soviet territories (Ukraine, Belorussia, Lithuania, Latvia, Estonia, The Crimea, and Russia) during WWII. It contains 93 documents, almost half of which are written by eyewitnesses. The rest are compilations of various eyewitness accounts by the editors, a couple of Soviet Jewish journalists, Ilya Ehrenburg and Vasily Grossman, who began collecting material as early as 1942. The eyewitness accounts include diaries, letters, and testimonies of those Russian Jews who managed to survive the wholescale exterminations carried out by the Eastern Front Einsatzgruppen (one of which was commanded by a direct descendant of the composer Franz Schubert).

Excerpts (via website of Carlos Whitlock Porter):

SELECTED LIES FROM THE “BLACK BOOK”

PUBLISHED BY THE JEWISH BLACK BOOK COMMITTEE, 1946

World Jewish Congress, New York
Jewish Anti-Fascist Committee, Moscow
Vaad Leumi (Jewish National Council of Palestine, Jerusalem)
American Committee of Jewish Writers, Artists and Scientists, New York.

Inside cover blurb: “The entire manuscript of THE BLACK BOOK was submitted to the juridical authorities of the United Nations War Crimes Commission meeting at Nuremberg, Germany, as evidence of the crimes committed by the Nazis against the Jewish people.”

PAGE 270, BREENDONCK CAMP, BELGIUM: “One man, after having his back burned, was sent outside to work with 600 pounds of wood tied to his bare back… One cell… contained nothing but an air pump with a vent outside. In the wall was a hole through which the Germans forced gas. If the victim was strong enough he could pump in fresh air and keep himself alive for a while. The weak died quickly.”

PAGE 280, FRANCE: “They were poisoned in the camps. In trucks which were meant to hold twenty people, the Germans placed a hundred. Quicklime was placed on the floor about ten inches deep. The doors were sealed hermetically. These people had to pass their water – that would start the lime cooking. Gas and fumes came up and choked them to death. Bodies were thrown into special crematories on the border between Germany and Poland [sic] and burned there.” [Note: this apparently refers to the concentration camp at Gun [?], in Southern France, near the Spanish border, but it is not very clear. Did they really kill them on the Spanish border and then transport them all the way to the Polish border just to burn the bodies?]

Page 281, NATZWEILER: “Cremation of one corpse required fifteen minutes.”

PAGE 313, BELZEC: “The Belzec camp is built underground. It is an electric crematorium. There are two halls in the underground buildings. People were taken out of the railway cars into the first hall. Then they were led naked to the second hall. Here the floor resembled an enormous plate. When the crowd of men stood on it, the floor sank deep into a pool of water. The moment the men sank up to their necks, a powerful electric current of millions of volts was passed through, killing them all at once. The floor rose again, and a second electric current was passed through the bodies, burning them until nothing was left of the victims save a few ashes.”

PAGE 339, TATARSK, RUSSIA: “A river of blood flowed from their home…”

PAGE 356, THE UKRAINE: “Children up to the age of fifteen were not shot, but were thrown into ditches and buried alive. For several days the earth trembled above the infants. Their blood seeped up to the surface.”

PAGE 364, SOMEPLACE IN RUSSIA: “On the tenth day we were driven to the Lykyanovka ravine. We stood there – panic-stricken. From beneath the freshly strewn earth streamed rivers of blood, the blood of 56,000 murdered Jews. It cried out to us from beneath the earth. My hair turned gray that morning.”

PAGE 375, SOBIBOR: “Gas was filtered into the ‘bathhouse’ through a hose. The Germans watched the process of asphyxiation through a tiny window. At a signal the supply of gas cut off, the floor of the ‘bathhouse’ opened, and the bodies dropped below. The prisoners working underground had to load the bodies and cart them away.”

PAGE 378, POLAND: “The Nazis organized special workers’ brigades to make powder out of human bones; the powder was taken to the village of Zawada, on the Warta river near Kolo, where it was used in building walls.”

PAGE 408, TREBLINKA: “The second Treblinka camp method, and the most widespread one, consisted of pumping all the air out from the chambers with large special pumps. By this method death ensued from approximately the same causes as from poisoning with carbon monoxide: man was deprived of oxygen. And, finally, the third method, less widespread, was killing by steam, based also on deprivation of oxygen: the steam drove air out of the chamber.”

“The Black Book” is endorsed by the USHMM

Simon Rozenkier’s HolyHoax tale – “Mengele cut the hump off a hunchback, Nazis sterilized Jews and Gypsies with X-rays to the genitalia”

Simon claims he was sterilized himself at Auschwitz from repeatedly being injected with chemicals that he was told were vitamin supplements.

The Nazis told him “These shots will give you muscles to work. Do you understand that, you redheaded dog?”

He said the sterilization shots “caused his genitalia to swell and bleed and caused wrenching pain for days.”

Before being taken to a concentration camp, Simon escaped the ghetto in his native Poland and slept in a cemetery next to an aunt’s grave for several months.

At Auschwitz, Simon says he was spared from the gas chamber “because the Nazi doctors thought he had unusual genes” and “were trying to figure out why this Jew got red hair.”

Of Mengele, he says “sometimes he gave people a piece of chocolate, and the next minute he shoots them in the head.”

Rozenkier lost his mother, father, four sisters, and a brother in the Holocaust.

Simon Rozenkier, third from left in a dark cap, on the day the Buchenwald concentration camp was liberated in 1945. [1]

Survivor of Nazi Experiments Says $8,000 Isn’t Enough

By STEVEN GREENHOUSE
The New York Times
Published: November 19, 2003

The medical experiments that Simon Rozenkier says he saw and experienced in Nazi concentration camps strain the imagination.

He saw a hunchback whose hump had been cut off by Josef Mengele, the infamous Nazi doctor. He said Dr. Mengele had thrown a Jewish man into a bath of ice and let him freeze to death, in a study intended to help Nazi pilots survive when they were shot down over icy seas.

Mr. Rozenkier, a native of Poland who emigrated to New York in 1947, said he saw Nazi doctors administer intense X-rays to the genitalia of Jews and Gypsies to sterilize them. And he vividly recalled how a Nazi doctor, Horst Schumann, had repeatedly injected him with chemicals — he was told they were vitamin supplements — to sterilize him, all part of a Nazi effort to perfect ways to keep Jews from reproducing.

“They told me, `These shots will give you muscles to work,’ ” he said. ” `Do you understand that, you redheaded dog?’”

When Mr. Rozenkier and his wife encountered problems having children in the early 1950′s, he contacted the German consulate in New York. Officials there sent him to a doctor who determined that he was sterile, confirming his own doctor’s findings.

This year, Mr. Rozenkier filed a lawsuit accusing two German pharmaceutical giants, Bayer and Schering, of providing experts and drugs to Dr. Mengele and other Nazi doctors for sterilizations.

“What they did to me is beyond right and wrong,” said Mr. Rozenkier, who lost his parents and four siblings in the Holocaust. “They should be punished.”

His lawsuit, in Federal District Court in Newark, has created a legal and diplomatic tempest because the German government and German companies insist that there is no place for such litigation now. They point to a 2000 agreement between the United States and Germany that created a $5 billion fund to compensate Nazi slave laborers and victims of medical experiments.

German officials and companies say the fund was created partly to prevent lawsuits like Mr. Rozenkier’s, which are difficult to litigate and which embarrass the Germans with details about past Nazi horrors.

Mr. Rozenkier, who lives on Staten Island, said that his lawsuit was warranted despite the agreement because, in his view, the $8,000 that the fund awarded him was woefully inadequate. The lawsuit does not seek a specific amount. He further argued that the German foundation that administers the fund had violated the agreement by capping awards to the victims of medical experiments and not individually judging how much each victim should receive.

But Roger Witten, an American lawyer representing Bayer and Schering, said Mr. Rozenkier’s lawsuit should be dismissed. “Everybody feels sympathy for the plaintiff here,” Mr. Witten said. “These are all people who went through horrible things.” But he said creation of the fund should have ended these cases in American courts.

In the agreement, the American government promised that in suits brought in federal court, it would urge the judge to dismiss the cases if there were valid legal reasons for doing so. The government would do so without taking a position on the merits of the complaints.

“The U.S. side embraced the idea of legal peace for German companies,” Mr. Witten said. “This was not just in the interests of German companies and Germany, but also in the foreign policy interests of the United States for German companies to be able to put this behind them.”

A State Department official said last week that the department would file a statement recommending that the judge in New Jersey dismiss the case if there were any valid legal grounds to do so.

Mr. Rozenkier’s lawyer, Carey D’Avino, said, “The State Department apparently plans to file a statement with the court for diplomatic reasons, but the U.S. shouldn’t file such a statement because the Germans have failed to live up to the letter and spirit of the agreement and failed to live up to their side of the bargain.”

Experts on Holocaust claims disagree about how the federal courts should treat Mr. Rozenkier’s case.

Stuart E. Eizenstat, a former deputy treasury secretary who had helped negotiate the agreement with Germany, said the suit should be dismissed. “If the plaintiff were correct in this case,” he said, “it would undercut the entire thrust of the German settlement, which is to put an overall cap on claims, to create a quick claims mechanism and to avoid individualized hearings.”

But Lawrence Kill, a New York lawyer who had signed the agreement after representing former slave laborers who sued Germany, said Mr. Rozenkier’s case should be allowed to go forward because the Germans had apparently violated the agreement. “A side letter to the agreement called for individual consideration as to the amount medical victims are entitled to,” Mr. Kill said. “How can we give someone who was subject to some of the worst kinds of atrocities imaginable the same as somebody else who might have had a toenail removed in a Nazi experiment?”

Mr. Rozenkier said the sterilization shots he had received caused his genitalia to swell and bleed and caused wrenching pain for days. The shots also caused a more lasting anguish. “After the war,” he said, “when I finally got in touch with my brother, Aaron, who had escaped to Russia, he said: `I hope you’re going to have a big family. Look what we lost.’ I said, `O.K., we’ll have a family.’ But it never happened.”

He pulled out an old picture of his brother as a lieutenant in the Soviet Army. Then, choking up, he showed a prewar picture of three primly dressed sisters and a brother, all under 12 at the time. All four died in the war.

After immigrating to New York, Mr. Rozenkier served in the Korean War, earning two Bronze Stars, and then spent 20 years working in Manhattan’s garment district. After the war, he and his wife, Joan, were often invited to reunions of death camp survivors.

“I felt like a jackass,” he said. “I’d go there, and they all had three or four kids and I didn’t have any. I was walking around like an outcast.”

Monographs by Nazi doctors and numerous books and treatises have described the sterilization work at labs run by Dr. Mengele and others. Chemicals were injected into the uterus of hundreds of Jewish and Gypsy women, causing blockages in their fallopian tubes that rendered them sterile. The Nazi doctors also X-rayed male inmates to sterilize them, but the X-rays often killed the men or caused such severe burns that they became unfit for work. Mr. Rozenkier said that this must have led the Nazis to begin experimenting with chemical sterilization on men.

Mr. Rozenkier was one of several thousand victims who survived the experiments. “Certainly there was widespread sterilization and castration, and all this was part of a distorted racial vision that sought to destroy the capacity to reproduce in ostensibly inferior races and especially Jews,” said Robert Jay Lifton, author of “The Nazi Doctors.” Mr. Rozenkier was born in Wroclawek, Poland, 75 years ago. In September 1939, soon after Hitler invaded Poland, German soldiers pounded on his family’s apartment door to arrest Mr. Rozenkier’s father. When his oldest sister, Helena, stepped outside to protest, a soldier shot her to death.

Wroclawek’s Jews were sent to a ghetto on the outskirts of town. Mr. Rozenkier escaped, and for several months slept in a cemetery next to an aunt’s grave.

He was arrested when he was 14 and sent to a work camp. There, he loaded sand, nearly died of typhus and was eventually assigned the job of carting away hundreds of Jews who had died of typhus.

One day while transporting the dead he visited a Polish family to beg for potatoes. German soldiers seized him and planned to hang him, but he was spared because the commander of a nearby women’s work camp put in a good word for him. Breaking into tears, he said: “My sister, Leah, worked for that commander. She was his cook. But she sold her body to him to save my life.”

After more than a year in work camps, he was shipped to Auschwitz in a crammed cattle car. He was tattooed with the number 143511 and assigned to a nearby work camp that made synthetic rubber. One day, an associate of Dr. Mengele saw him and had him sent to the nearby Birkenau camp for experiments.

With reddish-blond hair that made him look less Jewish, Mr. Rozenkier said, he was spared from the gas chamber because the Nazi doctors thought he had unusual genes. He said, “They were trying to figure out why this Jew got red hair.”

At Birkenau, while many were starving around him, Mr. Rozenkier was fed an ample diet of buckwheat to help him survive the experiments.

“Sometimes they even gave us chocolate — can you believe it? Chocolate,” he said.

“Mengele didn’t give a damn if I live or die,” he continued. “Sometimes he gave people a piece of chocolate, and the next minute he shoots them in the head.”

After Mr. Rozenkier survived the sterilization shots, a doctor who took a liking to him arranged for him to work in a coal mine. From there, he joined the infamous death march to Buchenwald in which the Nazis shot hundreds of stragglers. He was in Buchenwald when American troops liberated it.

Had he known that he was sterile, he said: “I never would have married my wife. It’s not fair to her. She’s entitled to have children.” They adopted a daughter, Allison, who is now 35.

Mr. Rozenkier is seeking money from Schering and Bayer, which was then a division of I. G. Farben, because records show that doctors from Schering participated in the sterilization work at Birkenau and other camps, while drugs Bayer developed were used in sterilizations. His lawsuit also wants the companies to disclose which chemicals were injected into him.

In his eyes, the lawsuit is a way to achieve justice. He says he will donate any money he wins to Israel.

Like many Holocaust survivors, Mr. Rozenkier feels uneasy that he lived while so many family members and other Jews perished. “I’m the only one who suffers right now because I should have been with them,” he said. “I feel guilty.”

http://www.nytimes.com/2003/11/19/nyregion/19SURV.html

More on Simon, from his obituary:

Simon Rozenkier. Handsome little devil, eh?

Simon Rozenkier, 83

By Maureen Donnelly
SILive.com
May 24, 2009, 5:14AM

Holocaust survivor believed in people

STATEN ISLAND, N.Y. — Simon Rozenkier, a boy who survived the Holocaust, became a man who — against odds — believed in people.

Nabbed as a starving teen-ager for accepting a potato from a stranger in his native Poland, he became a man who regularly distributed potatoes (and other staples, from paper towels to cherry pie), to his Charleston neighbors.

Simon Rozenkier, who was sterilized at Auschwitz-Birkenau in Josef Mengele’s infamous lab, adopted a daughter to become a loving father and a devoted grandfather.

Mr. Rozenkier died Friday at Staten Island University Hospital, Ocean Breeze. He was 83.

He was born in Wroclawek, Poland, during an era that destined him to a sickening adolescence. He spoke about it nearly every day, his daughter said.

Mr. Rozenkier was 11 when Adolf Hitler’s troops invaded his town. As the Gestapo approached his home, a voice outside screamed in Yiddish, “God help us!” Minutes later, soldiers found him and his family hiding in candlelight. They struck his father with a gun, sent him falling down a flight of stairs, then shot dead his eldest sister, Helene Rozenkier, who had grabbed in protest for their machine gun.

SENT TO A GHETTO

Shipped to a Jewish ghetto, he was captured after more than a year in hiding and sent to a German labor camp, where he dug pits for the bodies of Jews — some 100,000 of them, he estimated– who had died of typhus.

In 1942, the Gestapo discovered him accepting a potato from a Polish woman whose husband had been killed. They bound his hands with wire.

The following year, at 17, he arrived at the Auschwitz concentration camp. Intrigued by his fair skin, blue eyes and light, red hair, Nazis sent Mr. Rozenkier to the “zoo camp,” the laboratory where Mengele conducted diabolic medical experiments.

One of thousands of Jews sterilized there as part of efforts to “purify” the Aryan race, Mr. Rozenkier wrote in a published essay: “I cannot describe the pain and bleeding and suffering. I had no idea what they were doing. … I was their guinea pig.”

After working in the coal mines of Auschwitz and being forced to walk for 20 straight days on the “death march” to the Buchenwald concentration camp, Mr. Rozenkier was rescued by the Allies a year later.

“I was thinking about myself and about my family, if I’m ever going see them,” Mr. Rozenkier said in a testimony recorded by the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum. “I says, you know, ‘I hope you’re alive and I’m coming to see you.’ To my mother I was talking. ‘I don’t know what’s going to happen to me, I don’t know if I’m ever going to see you again, because all my friends are not coming back.’ Tears, you just cry and cry and cry. Family was dear to me, I don’t know if I ever going to see them. And I didn’t, none of them.”

MOST OF FAMILY KILLED

Mr. Rozenkier’s mother, father, four sisters, and a brother died in the Shoah; his two brothers who survived the Holocaust died some decades later.

Mr. Rozenkier, who immigrated to the United States at the age of 21, discovered he was sterile when he and his wife, Joan, married in 1953 and tried to start a family.

Over that, he waged a long battle for restitution — beyond the roughly $700 monthly pension that victims of Nazi persecution have been receiving since shortly after the war.

Mr. Rozenkier refused to accept a check that arrived at his Charleston home: $5,348.36 from the German government that no one pretended would counterbalance his losses.

That strange sum was the flat-rate slice of a $5 billion fund set up in 2000 for hundreds of thousands of Holocaust victims, the result of a deal struck by the United States and German governments in exchange for an end to an overwhelming torrent of lawsuits, the Advance reported.

Mr. Rozenkier subsequently brought a failed lawsuit against Bayer AG and Schering AG seeking compensation for the medical experiments he endured.

Shortly after immigrating to Brooklyn, Mr. Rosenkier was drafted to serve in the U.S. Army. He served as a sergeant in the Korean War from 1950 to 1952.

In 1999, he relocated to Charleston.

For many years, Mr. Rozenkier worked in the garment district as a wholesaler and retailer of women’s clothing.

Mr. Rozenkier spoke very openly, every day, about the atrocities that he survived.

They shaped his personality, his daughter said, as a charitable, loving person who never took anything for granted.

“He realized life can be over within a minute,” said his daughter, Allison Rozenkier-Larson.

While he suffered from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, Mr. Rozenkier retained his trust in people.

“He had a way of talking about the most horrible things. He would have this laugh at the end of his stories. It was just a coping mechanism. That’s how he got through it,” said Ms. Rozenkier-Larson.

He also was exceptionally generous, giving to charities that supported animals and children. He would come home from the grocery store with “extras” for his family and neighbors. He would ring neighborhood doorbells with odd gifts of fruit, potatoes or paper towels — an ethic that may have been borne of sharing bread in the camps, his daughter said.

And above all, he adored his grandchildren.

Mr. Rozenkier, who spoke to students at Wagner College a few years ago and was very involved with the Holocaust Museum in Washington, D.C., wrote a memoir that his family hopes to have published by the fall.

The feisty survivor wore a shock of dyed red hair.

Surviving Mr. Rozenkier are his wife of 56 years, Joan; his daughter, Allison, and his three grandchildren.

The funeral was scheduled to take place this morning from Menorah Chapels, New Springville, followed by entombment at Beth Israel Cemetery in Woodbridge, N.J.

Elane Geller’s Shoah tale – Survived on 400 calories a day, ate toothpaste and drank urine, had rats in hair, fertilizer made from jew bones

Elane claims that the German economy was in trouble, so the Germans opened the concentration and death camps in order to create more jobs. She says “suddenly they had jobs. They were making pillows out of human hair, jewelry out of gold inlays, fertilizer out of the bones.”

Dr. Geller addresses Waldorf College about her experiences during the Holocaust. Photo by Sarah Sly.

Holocaust survivor addresses Waldorf College as part of Spring Convocation series

Molly Lumley – Tuesday, March 31, 2009
The Lobbyist

In a rare opportunity, students and community members witnessed a piece of living history on the evening of Mar. 30 in the form of Elane Geller, one the youngest living Holocaust survivors. Geller shared her experiences and reflections on her time in concentration camps as a child.

The convocation took place in a packed Atrium at Waldorf College, and more chairs had to be added to the skywalk to accommodate the number of people who came to hear Geller speak.

Geller and her family were taken captive by the Nazis in Poland when she was only four years old. She spent time until she was eight in a few concentration camps, but most of her time was spent in Bergen-Belsen until she and 60,000 others there were liberated by the British army on Apr. 14, 1945.

Geller recounted many of her experiences before, during and after her time in Bergen-Belsen. She started by emphasizing how many Jewish people had been targeted for killing–over 11 million–and how about half of them died during the Holocaust. 1.5 million of those were children under the age of 17, along with 5.5 million non-Jews.

Geller said that racism can be reduced by teaching children at a young age that they have the power to act decently towards other people, but she doesn’t believe that it can be completely eliminated.

“I believe that racism and bigotry is as catching as AIDS and any other communicable disease,” Geller said. “I believe that we can reduce it. I do not think for one moment that we’re going to magically wipe it out if we all behave really, really well.”

Geller explained only the Jews were targeted for genocide, and that the word “Holocaust” is a Greek word that means “consumed by fire.”

“That’s all [that’s] left is powder. Only the Jews were targeted for genocide,” said Gellar. “I want you to know that I am aware, really aware of the expectations, there were some good Poles, there were some good Germans, there were some good white Americans that helped and some black Americans smuggling a few out in underground tunnels to freedom. We are grateful; the world is grateful as it should be. Not enough however, to make a difference. We are still grateful to those souls who very often endangered their own lives.”

Geller said the Jews had lived around where she was born for hundreds of years, but despite their attempts to do everything they could to be treated as equals, they were never treated as first-class citizens. She also pointed out that Hitler didn’t start the hatred of Jews, he only added to it.

“We knew that if there was going to be a war, that we would be that yellow canary in the coal mine in the test case. We knew it.”

She said that her father tried to hide her with a Christian family when the war started. He hired someone to tutor her in order for her to know the things that a Christian girl should know so she could blend in with a Christian family in case she would have to stay there during the war. She also had false papers made, such as a birth certificate and baptismal papers in case she had to hide with another family if her’s was captured. She said this kind of arrangement was common during the war, and that surviving Jewish family members were supposed to pick up their children after the war. Some did, others did not.

“So the day came, the day came and the Nazis did come to our town,” Geller said. “First thing they did was to gather the records from City Hall and gather the Jews on their knees in the town square.”

She said that wasn’t her first memory of the Holocaust though, her first memory was of her father dressing her in layers of clothing and removing her earrings so the Nazis couldn’t rip them out of her ears. Her father was going to take her to a house to stay with a Christian family, but as they approached the door, the family inside was handing over a child to the Nazis and claiming they had no idea where the child came from.

“My father saw this betrayal and quickly decided to change his mind. He and I turned around and started to walk towards the center of town to locate and join the rest of the family,” Geller said. “By the time we got there, two of my uncles were already dead.”

She went on to describe how the average food intake of a Holocaust prisoner was only 400 calories a day.

“I didn’t get any food officially. I wasn’t working. I wasn’t counted and my aunt shared her food with me,” Geller said.

She said once she got to Bergen-Belsen, she would talk to some of the women there and learn songs in their native language, practice them and sing them back to the women for food.

Her mother and grandparents were shot into graves that the men had been forced to dig in the center of town. After that, she and her remaining family members were sent to a camp outside of the town.

“The very moment that massacre was over, we were quickly, quickly, moved out of the center of town to a small holding camp not far away,” explained Geller. “The camp was surrounded by electrified barbed wire. We were given armbands with the yellow Star of David on them. That was it, that was the end of our freedom”

Her family was separated after that, and Geller wasn’t sure if she would see any of them again. Her 16 year-old sister was sent to Auschwitz, where she fell victim to the oven soon after arriving. She said that the German economy was failing, and that the with the new concentration and death camps opening, that gave more jobs to the economy.

“People in Auschwitz, and the cities could see the smokestacks of Auschwitz, not unlike 9/11, belching out smoke that smelled of human flesh burning,” Geller said. “And suddenly they had jobs. They were making pillows out of human hair, jewelry out of gold inlays, fertilizer out of the bones.”

Geller remembers doing whatever she could while she was in the camps, just trying to stay alive by finding enough to eat.

“During this five year period, I had typhoid, typhus, tuberculosis,” Geller recalled. “Never, never treated in the so-called ‘infirmary.’ What do you think they’d do with a Jewish child if you brought her to an infirmary? They weren’t going to get me well and then kill me,” Geller said. “I had lice and rats in my hair. I stole, I ate toothpaste, I drank urine. I did, I did whatever was necessary to fill my belly and stay alive.”

Geller hopes the students will have a deeper respect for life after hearing her share personal experiences and memories of the Holocaust.

“The fact is that life is something to be respected,” Geller said. “All the bodies I saw piled around the camp would have traded with any of us for one minute of life. There’s a beginning, a middle and the end to life, and you can be the architect of that.”

Waldorf College President Richard Hanson said in the short amount of time he spent with Geller while she visited Waldorf College helped give him a new perspective on life.

“One of the real significant strengths of Waldorf College is that we gather at regular times like this to explore the deepest and most important elements of the human condition,” Hanson said. “Running into Elane Geller…reminds me that I have indeed found someone who has made a lasting and permanent impact on my life because of the stories she shares and the experiences she’s had and the refreshing life-filled perspective that she has on everyday living.”

Geller’s visit was her fifth to Waldorf College. Last year she was awarded an honorary doctorate for her service. She currently resides in southern Calif.

The Lobbyist is a student-run publication of Waldorf College in Forest City, Iowa.

Emmaly Reed’s incredible HolyHoax tale – Imprisoned 12 yrs, had tattoo removed, slept in mud and feces, weighed 32 pounds at 15 yrs old when liberated

Emmaly has quite a story to tell. She ate vegetation to stay alive and slept in mud and feces. On her last day in the camp, Emmaly “was in a coma, hanging to a wall by the wrists and a chain around her neck. Everyone around her was dead.” She was 15 years old and weighed 32 pounds.

RAYMOND HILLEGAS • Hays Daily News
Emmaly Reed, a Holocaust survivor, looks to her friend Albie Stephens of Angelus as she recounts her experiences as a prisoner of a concentration camp Thursday night at St. Nicholas of Myra Catholic Church in Hays. Reed was only 3 years old when she became a prisoner, and she remained a prisoner for 12 years.

A story of pain and survival

Published on -4/3/2008, 1:01 PM
By KALEY LYON
The Hays Daily News
klyon@dailynews

Tears glistened on Emmaly Reed’s cheeks as she shared painful experiences about her past — experiences so awful school textbooks don’t divulge all the details.

But with a quiet resolve, Reed got through the tears, even sharing a few chuckles with the crowd of 500 who came to hear her personal account of the Holocaust.

“It will haunt me all the time. My memories of it are very hard and very painful,” Reed said. “I might sometimes still smile with you and laugh with you, but the pain never goes away. You have to learn to live with it, or you go down the drain.”

Reed, 77, now lives in Salina and was in Hays on Thursday evening to share her story with a large crowd at St. Nicholas of Myra Church.

After 12 years of captivity, Reed, who was incarcerated at age 3 for being Jewish, had plenty of stories to share. The Holocaust began when Hitler seized control of Germany in 1933 — the year she was arrested.

The first little girl taken, and one of the first prisoners at Dachau Concentration Camp, No. 4 was tattooed on her wrist. That number would be her identifying mark for more than a decade.

“They called you by your number to put you down, but they knew my name,” Reed said.

The brand was later removed from her skin by a doctor.

“He said, ‘Come to my office, and I’ll take care of it. You don’t have to suffer anymore,’ ” she said.

She told stories that made the skin crawl. Stories about eating vegetation to stay alive, sleeping in mud and feces and watching people die every day.

She endured torture of various degrees and often was taken to a laboratory where experiments intended to kill were performed on her.

She remembers a kind German soldier, who was tortured and killed in front of everyone for showing sympathy to children.

The daughter of a French officer and a Jewish mother, she was separated from her parents when she was arrested. Her father vocally opposed Hitler’s rule and was one of the first killed in concentration camps, Reed said.

* * *

Upon her liberation at age 15, she eventually was reunited with her mother.

Her last day in the camp, she was in a coma, hanging to a wall by the wrists and a chain around her neck. Everyone around her was dead.

“My last day, I was nailed to the wall. I was supposed to be dead, but I wasn’t,” she said. “I was just in a coma.”

The few survivors were liberated by French soldiers, who were led to the camp by her mother. Upon her liberation, she was rushed to a military hospital in France and remained in a coma for months.

At the time, she was 15 years old and weighed 32 pounds.

She knows the European doctors did all they could for her, but also knows there’s another reason she’s alive, Reed said.

“But I think something else is the reason,” she said. “God was in my sight and always stepping in when they tried to kill me.”

Reed’s message was one of hope.

She became a Messianic Jew during her time in the camps. She befriended many Christian people who also endured persecution as well.

While no one stayed in the same camp — or alive — long enough to form long-lasting friendships, these people taught her how to stay alive. They taught her what plants were safe to eat and tried to educate the child by sound of mouth, she said.

They also taught her something more.

Bibles were strictly forbidden in camps. Those who smuggled one in were put to death. However, many of the Christians she met had a thorough knowledge of the book, she said.

“The Christian people taught me how to pray, how to believe in God, how to have hope,” Reed said. “I learned how to pray, and it gave me peace. I wanted to die with a halo on my head.”

Reed came to America in the 1970s and, decades later, is able to sleep through the night. She’s also able to share her experience and is motivated by her desire to share a story of truth and hope.

“I’d like to tell everybody, keep your eyes open,” she said. “Stick to the truth. It’s very important.”

Reed has learned to forgive the people who stole her childhood.

“You have to learn how to forgive. If you don’t, you’re only hurting yourself,” she said.

Emmaly hanging, chained to the wall on the day of liberation, all 32 pounds of her

Steven Ross’ sad Holo tale – “To survive, we were resorting to cannibalism”; Shows kids animal figurines “made from the crushed bones of Jews”

Steve Ross (real name Szmulek Rozental) is the founder of The New England Holocaust Memorial in Boston. He says he survived 10 camps, and that one time he hid from the Nazis in an outhouse submerged up to his neck in human excrement. On the Holo circuit, he shows the kiddies animal figurines allegedly made from the crushed bones of Jews.



Holocaust survivor recalls tale of Kristallnacht

by Alison Pfeffer and Michaela May
News | 11/12/02
The Justice (Independent Student Newspaper of Brandeis University)

Speaking in an event commemorating Kristallnacht, Steven Ross told an audience Thursday that it essential to teach about the Holocaust. “Little kids must know, and if they don’t know they won’t tell their children and their children’s children,” Ross said.

Kristallnacht (the Night of Broken Glass) the night of Nov. 9, 1938 when mobs in Germany and Austria ransacked Jewish homes, synagogues and stores. The next day, tens of thousands of Jews were sent to concentration camps.

Ross came to the United States after the war and was then illiterate. He now works as a psychologist, and has worked to erect the New England Holocaust Memorial in Boston. He contributed to the memorial to American soldiers who liberated the Nazi concentration campus, which is being built inside the existing Holocaust memorial. It will open in April.

“I cherish America, and I kiss the ground that I walk on,” Ross said. “I never forget those men who saved me.”

The event, held in Rappaporte Treasure Hall, began as Tali Chess ’05 stood behind a podium, ensconced by a dim glow of light and told the audience about her visit to Poland. On that trip, she saw concentration camps, cemeteries where murdered Jews were buried and synagogues ruined by the mobs.

Chess and Leila Belik’05 are the coordinators of the Holocaust Remembrance Committee “This was the first year that the Holocaust Remembrance Committee had a Kristallnacht event in recent memory,” Belik said. “Based on the turnout and the positive response, this will be a continued tradition.”

Four students — Hope Lebovitz ’05, Rachel Suberi ’05, Talia Landau ’06 and Naomi Baumgarten ’06 — clad in black stepped up. Each spoke in turn, assuming the identities of those who experienced Kristallnacht. They sought to convey the fear felt by Jews that night by describing the pieces of shattered windows that covered the beds of little children as Nazis wrecked homes, throwing people into the streets. Recorded sounds of breaking glass pierced the air as the actors presented slides of destroyed synagogues and Jewish cemeteries in Poland. A Hebrew prayer was then recited for the remembrance of the souls who were killed at the hands of the Nazis.

Speaking last, Ross periodically shed tears and made the audience cry as well. “I managed to survive by sheer coincidence,” he said.

He recounted his survival as well as the deaths of most of his family. He set up displays with the names of six extermination camps, hateful phrases that the Germans used to call Jews and photographs of Holocaust victims, one of which included him.

His address was often graphic, as he described the manner in which he escaped mass killings and death by starvation. “To survive, we were resorting to cannibalism,” Ross said. “We were eating each other to survive.”

Ross arrived in the United States stricken with tuberculosis at the age of 16. Along with his older brother, he had been sent to 10 Nazi labor and death camps over a span of five years. In his desperation to share as much as he could of what happened, Ross said that he “cannot tell everything; only a fraction of it.”

“I was in the wrong place, at the wrong time, (of) the wrong religion,” he said.

Ross recalled the death “selection,” the experimental death methods of the Nazis and the extreme starvation, along with other abysmal aspects of life in the Nazi concentration camps.

He showed the audience some objects from the camps: The cap he had to wear as part of his uniform; the dish he used to eat, bathe and defecate; prisoners’ flimsy shoes; scissors men used to tidy themselves up before “selection”; and animal figurines made from the crushed bones of Jews. He said his mission is to “keep the images of the Holocaust alive” and “give people an inkling of what it means to be a survivor today.”

“You knew were going to die, but you didn’t want to die,” Ross said. “The only thing that kept us alive was our religion.”

More of his tale from The New England Holocaust Memorial:

The effort to build the New England Holocaust Memorial began with a Holocaust survivor, Stephan Ross (Szmulek Rozental), who was imprisoned at the age of 9 & whose parents, one brother & 5 sisters were murdered by the Nazi’s. Between 1940 & 1945, he survived ten different concentration camps. Like so many others he suffered terribly. His back was broken by a guard who caught him stealing a raw potato. Tuberculosis wracked his body. He once hid in an outhouse, submerged to his neck in human waste, to save himself from being shot. At one time he was hung for eating a raw potato. At age fourteen he was liberated from the infamous torture camp Dachau by American troops. Steve will never forget the soldiers who found him, emaciated & nearly dead. They liberated him from a certain death.

When Steve & his older brother, Harry, the only other surviving family member, were released from the Dachau Camp to seek medical attention, they came upon a U.S. Tank Unit one of the soldiers jumped off his tank, gave Steve & Harry his rations to eat & put his arms around Steve. Steve fell to his knees, kissed the G.I.’s boots & began to cry for the first time in five years. The soldier took out of his pocket a piece of cloth & gave it to Steve to wipe his tears. Steve later found out that it was a small American Flag with 48 stars. This small flag is a treasured item & it will be kept by Steve & his children as a symbol of freedom, life, compassion & love of the American soldiers.

At the age of sixteen he was brought to America in 1948 under the auspices of the U.S. Committee for Orphaned Children. He was illiterate having had minimal education prior to the Nazi occupation of Poland in 1939. Over the years, he managed to earn three college degrees. Steve made a new life in the Boston area & has worked for the City of Boston for over forty years. He provides guidance & clinical services to inner-city underprivileged youth & families. He eventually achieved the level of Senior Staff Psychologist. Soon after arriving into his adopted country, he had one dream, one vision & one mission. He wanted to remember, with a memorial, his lost family who were ripped away from him & murdered, the six million Jewish victims, other innocent people who lost their lives, those soldiers who liberated the concentration camps, all the soldiers who helped end the war & to serve as a lesson to future generations.

It was this one survivor with one voice who started the project to build a Holocaust Memorial. With the encouragement of a number of Jewish & Christian fellow employees of the City of Boston a committee was formed to put together a proposal. Steve then spoke with William Carmen, a WWII Veteran, about the memorial proposal & he immediately embraced the dream &, became the Chairman of the Committee. Israel Arbeiter, President of the American Association of Jewish Holocaust survivors of Greater Boston also embraced the dream & became a member of the Committee. It truly turned out to be a Christian-Judaic Project for remembrance of human rights & the dignity of life.

There were several City of Boston Officials, including Mayor Raymond Flynn, who were extremely interested in assisting Steve with this vital task of erecting a Holocaust Memorial on the Freedom Trail. Soon after Thomas Menino became Mayor, he also came on board to join the forces of the committee.

Susan Cernyak-Spatz’s Holo tale- Ate “sawdust salami”, jews went to gas chambers “willingly”, “whole German nation clothed by clothing from dead jews”

Susan is an Austrian jew who became a university Professor and self-styled expert on the Holyhoax.

As the story goes, Susan was taken to Auschwitz at 18 years old, where she ate “sawdust salami”, and had to eat and poop out the same bowl. Sometimes, she ate grass and frogs.

She claims the Nazis had killed 2 million Polish jews by 1941, and that holocausting jews by bullets was too costly because they needed the bullets for the war, so the Germans built the “death camps.”

Cernyak-Spatz says the Germans were so determined to kill every last jew that “trains carrying Jews to the death camps were given priority even over troop trains carrying soldiers to battle.” Is that a contradiction from her claim about not holocausting by bullets due to the priority of the war effort?…moving on.

The Germans told the Jews to wear lots of clothes for work, and then they gassed them, and stole the Jews’ clothes. According to Susan, “for the years during the war, the whole German nation was clothed from the clothing of dead Jews.”

Death in the Birkenau gas chambers took only 8 minutes, says Susan, and the Nazis used jew hair to “stuff mattresses, for insulation, and wove it into cloth.” Between 1,500 and 2,000 Jews died in the chambers at Birkenau every day. Some jews even volunteered and went to the gas chambers willingly!

Then Susan almost died from typhus. Susan also survived scabies, scarlet fever, and hepatitis. It’s a miracle she survived. Because the Nazis gassed everyone who got sick.

When they abandoned the camp with the Soviets advancing, for some reason Susan can not explain, the camp commandant opened up the warehouse, and told the Jews to take the warmest clothes they could find. Even though the Germans were trying to kill all the Jews.

Then they Death Marched Susan to Berlin. But Susan didn’t die, so they Death Marched her again. Then the Nazi’s turned the Jews over to the Allies.

Susan tells us the sacred 6 million will “die again if they are forgotten.”

Woman captivates students with tales of life in Nazi death camp

BY SCOTT JENKINS
Salisbury Post
May 13, 2000

LANDIS — “My number is 34042.”

Dr. Susan Cernyak-Spatz can never forget that number. Living through two years in a Nazi death camp during World War II carved it on her mind like Adolf Hitler’s Nazis tattooed it in blue on her left forearm.

Cernyak-Spatz survived Auschwitz-Birkenau, the most notorious of Germany’s five death camps, where Hitler’s soldiers carried out what they called “The Final Solution” and what the world knows as the Holocaust.

Six million European Jews died at the hands of Hitler’s minions. At Birkenau, one of three main camps at Auschwitz, they perished mostly in gas chambers made up to look like large shower buildings, their bodies burned in one of four crematoria.

The Nazis killed 5.5 million non-Jews as well, including gypsies, homosexuals and Christians who opposed Hitler. But with no group did they deal so calculatedly as Jews.

Cernyak-Spatz was, she says, lucky. When she arrived at Birkenau in 1943, she was 18 years old and childless, good for labor. Preteen girls, women past their mid-30s and women with children went straight to the gas chamber, she said.

It began on a platform where the Nazis forced Jews out of train box cars into which they’d been packed like cattle for travel to the camp. There, Jews experienced the first of what they would come to know and fear as daily “selections.”

To the sixth-graders to whom she spoke at Corriher-Lipe Middle School on Thursday, the Holocaust may seem as historically distant as this country’s Civil War, Cernyak-Spatz said. But in her memory, the horror of it is “just like yesterday.”

No reason

Cernyak-Spatz, a small woman with a big voice and short-cropped brown hair, is a retired language professor. She still teaches one course a year on the Holocaust at the University of North Carolina at Charlotte and travels extensively speaking about it.

She stressed to Corriher-Lipe students on Thursday that the Holocaust was not a single event, but an efficiently conceived and executed process that began “the minute Adolf Hitler came to power” as Germany’s dictator in 1933.

To rally the German people, pull the country out of depression and set the nation on a path toward realizing his own dreams of Aryan conquest, Hitler needed a scapegoat, she said. He chose the Jews, who he called a race, not the religious group they are.

“He didn’t exterminate a race,” Cernyak-Spatz said of Hitler. “He exterminated innocent babies, old people, young people, brilliant writers, brilliant artists, brilliant scientists … for no other reason than he wanted it.”

The label didn’t matter. Hitler had found his sacrifice. And beginning with a propaganda machine that cranked out anti-Semitic tracts emblazoned with the motto “The Jews Are Our Undoing,” he set out to slaughter that scapegoat.

Because they were Jews

Cernyak-Spatz lived with her family in Vienna, Austria, until 1938, when the Nazis marched into the city. The invading army “mercilessly beat and mistreated the Jews,” she said. Eventually, the Germans told the Jews to leave immediately.

The family fled, leaving almost everything they owned behind — from the clothes in their closets to the food in their refrigerator. They landed in Prague, Czechoslovakia.

But the Germans followed. And this time, they had a list of every Jew in the city and had begun the mass killings, murdering nearly 2 million Jews in Poland by 1941, Cernyak-Spatz said.

The invaders ordered the Jews in Prague to turn over their property, because “from the Jews, they could rob without anybody stopping them,” Cernyak-Spatz said. And they robbed them of everything, down to gold fillings.

Then the soldiers started killing them. At first, German SS soldiers forced Jews to dig a pit, then lined them up and knocked them into the pit with bullets from their machine guns — line after line of Jews.

“But that got a little too traumatic for the poor SS men,” Cernyak-Spatz said, her slightly-drawn mouth curling sarcastically. “I felt very sorry for them.”

It also cost a lot of ammunition, which the German army decided it couldn’t afford with a war going on. So the Nazis looked for a more efficient means of mass murder.

They settled first on trucks, into which they packed Jews and ran carbon monoxide exhaust. But they could only kill about 150 people at a time that way, so they built the death camps.

The first selection

So fierce was Hitler’s hatred, trains carrying Jews to the death camps were given priority even over troop trains carrying soldiers to battle, Cernyak-Spatz said. When she stepped off the train and onto the platform at Birkenau, the results assaulted her senses.

“The first thing you noticed was an absolutely incredible stink,” she said. The noxious, sickly sweet odor hung in the air with a dusky vapor billowing from smokestacks and staining the distant sky, she said.

Then, the selection began. The Nazis separated families, those who could work to one side, those who couldn’t to another. The second group loaded onto trucks.

The women on the trucks asked where they were going. Don’t worry the drivers told them, you will be reunited with your families.

After a nice hot shower.

“Then they took them directly in the direction of that smoke,” Cernyak-Spatz said. Soon, those who survived learned what burned in those buildings.

Guards led prisoners into the large buildings, told them to take off their clothes, hang them on hooks. And remember, tie your shoe laces together, they said, so you don’t lose a shoe.

The Nazis had told Jews to dress in their warmest clothes for the journey to the “work” camps, Cernyak-Spatz said. After the gas chambers, they gathered those clothes for their own use.

For the years during the war, “that is how the whole German nation was clothed … in the clothing and property of dead Jews,” she said.

Inside Birkenau

The mass killings in the gas chambers took only about eight minutes, Cernyak-Spatz said. For those not selected to die right away, death could come more slowly, usually after a couple of months of hard labor and near starvation.

At Birkenau, the Nazis took their prisoners’ clothes and gave them the uniforms of dead Russian soldiers to wear. The uniforms had bullet holes in them and were spattered with blood.

They gave them one pair of shoes that, like the uniform, would be the only pair most got. Unlucky women got clogs, Cernyak-Spatz said, because those were easily lost in the always-muddy camp and tended to rub blisters that became infected sores.

“Infection in Birkenau went directly into gangrene,” she said. “And you were ready for the gas.”

The Nazis shaved their prisoners and stuffed the hair into mattresses, used it for insulation and wove it into cloth.

Then they tattooed the Jews’ forearms with the numbers that replaced their names, became their identities.

Newly arrived prisoners got a bowl — only a bowl, no utensils. They used it to eat and drink. And when they had to, when a guard wouldn’t let them use a bucket outside at night, to eliminate their own bodily waste.

When they had to do that, they dumped the waste out beside their bunks, which were stacked three high. Cernyak-Spatz said one of the first lessons at Birkenau was “to find a top bunk.”

The barracks were built to hold 300 women, but at any given time they housed between 600 and 800, sleeping two or three to a bunk, she said. If they could sleep through the constant moaning, crying, screaming and pain.

The camps provided a steady flow of slave labor for factories that German companies convinced the army to build near the camps, she said. When one worker gave out, he or she went straight to the gas chamber, and another took his or her place.

Men or women, it usually took two to three months for a person to give out under the strain of the labor, little sleep, sickness and near starvation.

Prisoners got a meager bread ration, “sawdust salami” and little else. “Interesting things looked edible … some grasses, some weeds, live frogs,” Cernyak-Spatz recalled.

‘Dying was easy’

Each day, the prisoners lined up outside their barracks. Each day brought a new selection. The sick and prisoners too weak to march in line went to the gas chamber.

Between 1,500 and 2,000 Jews died in the chambers at Birkenau every day. Some went willingly, Cernyak-Spatz said.

“Dying was so easy,” she said.

But she was determined not to die. Other women carried her when she couldn’t walk with typhoid fever. All she could do was keep her eyes wide open, because the Nazis looked for “apathetic eyes” in the selections.

She also survived scabies, hepatitis, scarlet fever and probably other illnesses, she said.

She met a woman in her barracks who worked inside the camp’s administrative building. She helped Cernyak-Spatz get a job there, too.

Because the officers didn’t want to be exposed to the vermin and disease rampant in the camp, they gave the women who worked for them a set of clothes once a month and let them shower a couple of times a week, she said.

It also kept the women from walking through the selection every morning, she said. And that gave them hope.

“Maybe another month, another month, the war would end,” she said. “Regardless, if you didn’t have to walk through the selection in the morning, you were possible for survival.”

She worked in the offices for two years, from January 1943 until January 1945, when the Nazis told all the prisoners they were leaving the camp. With the Russian army advancing, they went on a forced march through deep snow and no roads deeper into Germany.

“The order of the day for that march was a bullet in the head for anyone who couldn’t walk,” she said.

For a reason Cernyak-Spatz can’t explain, the camp commandant told the prisoners to take the warmest clothes they could find from the warehouse for the march. About 500 prisoners survived.

Cernyak-Spatz also survived a second march from another camp near Berlin, where the Nazis turned her over with other Jews to the advancing Allied armies.

Remember

After the war, she found her father in Brussels, Belgium. He had been protected by a camp commandant because of his status as a World War I officer in the German army, she said.

Her mother did not survive the death camps.

In 1946, she came to the United States and began a new life. But she’ll never forget the life she led, and the death she escaped, in Auschwitz-Birkenau.

She doesn’t want others to forget the horrors of the Holocaust.

That’s why, though some survivors of Auschwitz had their tattoos removed, she never will.

That’s why she stood patiently on Thursday pulling up her shirt sleeve to show the sixth-graders the blue tattoo on her left forearm: 34042.

“We can’t allow them to be forgotten,” she said of the 6 million, “and die again by being forgotten.”

Yitzchak Ganon’s hoaxacaust tale – Kidney removed without anaesthetic at Auschwitz, last seen “pulsating in the hand of Dr. Mengele”

Mengele then sent him back to work without painkillers.

Also, poor Yitzchak he had to spend the whole night in a bath of ice-cold water because Mengele wanted to test his lung function. Jews are immune to hypothermia.

Altogether, Ganon says he spent six and a half months in the hospital…at the Auschwitz “death camp.”

His mother and five siblings were sent to the gas chambers.

He was later slated to go to the gas chambers, but was the 201st man and the gas chamber was full after 200. A miracle!

Yitzhak Ganon survived Auschwitz SS doctor Josef Mengele’s medical experiments — and swore never to set foot in a hospital again.

Dr. Mengele’s Victim

Why One Auschwitz Survivor Avoided Doctors for 65 Years

12/10/2009
By Christoph Schult
SPIEGEL

Sixty-five years ago, infamous Auschwitz doctor Josef Mengele removed Yitzhak Ganon’s kidney without anesthesia. The Greek-born Jew swore never to see a doctor again — until a heart attack last month brought his horrific tale into the open.

He is a thin man. His wine-red cardigan is a little too big, and his legs are like matchsticks in his brown pants. Yitzhak Ganon takes care of himself. He’s freshly shaven, his white mustache neatly trimmed. The 85-year-old sits on a gray sofa, with a cushion supporting his back. He is too weak to stand by himself, but he still greets a guest in German: “Guten Tag.”

Speaking is hard for him. “Slowly, Abba,” his daughter Iris says, and brings him a glass of water. Her father has never in his life complained of any pain, she says.

A month ago he came back from his morning walk and lay down. “Are you sick, Papa?” Iris asked. “No, just a little tired,” Yitzhak Ganon answered, before going to sleep. But after a few hours he was still tired. “I don’t need a doctor,” he told his daughter.

The next morning things were even worse. Ganon’s wife and daughter called a doctor, who diagnosed a viral infection and told him to go to the hospital. Ganon resisted, but finally realized his life was in danger. At some point he stopped fighting the doctor’s orders.

‘Just One Kidney’

His family brought him to the hospital in his home town of Petach Tikva near Tel Aviv. He had hardly been admitted when he lost consciousness. Heart attack, the doctor said. The blood clots were cleared with the help of tiny balloons, and the doctors put five stents in him. “We thought he wouldn’t survive the operation,” said Eli Lev, the doctor. “Especially since he had just one kidney.”

When Yitzhak Ganon came to, he told the doctors where he lost the other kidney — and why he had avoided doctors for 65 years. A reporter from the Israeli paper Maariv heard about the story. And now, weeks after the operation, Ganon is ready to tell his story to a German reporter for the first time.

He stretches his back and looks at a photo on the living room wall. It shows the Acropolis in Athens. “I come from Arta, a small city in northern Greece. It happened on Saturday, March 25, 1944. We had just lit the candles to celebrate the Sabbath when an SS officer and a Greek policeman burst into the house. They told us we should get ourselves ready for a big trip.”

The 85-year-old slides the sleeve of his shirt up and uncovers his left forearm. The number 182558 is tattooed there in dark-blue ink.

Tied Down

The transport to Auschwitz took two weeks. His sick father died on the journey. Upon arrival, they had to strip and submit to an inspection. Ganon’s mother and five siblings were then sent to the gas chambers.

Yitzhak Ganon was taken to the Auschwitz-Birkenau hospital, where Josef Mengele, the so-called “Angel of Death,” conducted grisly experiments on Jewish prisoners.

Ganon had to lie down on a table and was tied down. Without any anesthetics, Mengele cut him open and removed his kidney. “I saw the kidney pulsing in his hand and cried like a crazy man,” Ganon says. “I screamed the ‘Shema Yisrael.’ I begged for death, to stop the suffering.”

After the “operation,” he had to work in the Auschwitz sewing room without painkillers. Among other things, he had to clean bloody medical instruments. Once, he had to spend the whole night in a bath of ice-cold water because Mengele wanted to “test” his lung function. Altogether, Ganon spent six and a half months in the concentration camp’s hospital.

‘Just Fatigue’

When they had no more use for him, the Nazis sent him to the gas chamber. He survived only by chance: The gas chamber held only 200 people. Ganon was number 201.

On January 27, 1945, Auschwitz was liberated by Soviet troops. Yitzhak Ganon made it back to Greece and found his surviving siblings — a brother and a sister — and emigrated to Israel in 1949. He got married. And he swore never to go to a doctor again. “Whenever he was sick, even when it was really bad,” his wife Ahuva says, “he told me it was just fatigue.”

But now Ganon is happy he finally went to the hospital after his heart attack. One week later, he had another heart attack, and was given a pacemaker. “If the doctors hadn’t been there,” he says, smiling for the first time, “I would be dead now.” Yitzhak Ganon has survived, again.

© SPIEGEL ONLINE 2009

http://www.spiegel.de/international/world/0,1518,666327,00.html

More Preposterous Holohoax Tales

William Lowenberg’s astounding Holy Hoax tale – Had a magic thirst-quenching pebble, did not drink water, survived on his saliva for 3 years

Vhat? You don’t believe my Holocaust tale?

Another one for the Hall of Fame. It hits 11 of the 12 stages.

This tale is certified kosher from “Telling Their Stories”, and archived here in an interview from 2003.

William Lowenberg

Date: April 3, 2003, San Francisco, California
Interviewers: Oral History Class (whole class group interview), with Howard Levin and Deborah Dent-Samake

Date: May 8, 2003, San Francisco, California
Interviewers: Matthew G. (’05), Marisa S. (’05), Molly K (’05), Jason G. (’05), Eve M. (’05), with Howard Levin and Deborah Dent-Samake

William “Bill” Lowenberg was born in Ochtrup, Germany. He was the only survivor of his immediate family – his father, mother and sister all perished in Auschwitz. His family fled Germany to Holland in 1936 after experiencing an increasing amount of anti-Semitism. Bill’s family was sent to the Westerbork concentration camp in Holland in 1942. He was then sent by himself to Auschwitz-Birkenau at the end of 1942 where he stayed until the spring of 1943. He was then sent to the Warsaw Ghetto after the uprising where he was forced to do slave labor destroying buildings, burning bodies and searching for valuables for the German army. From Warsaw Bill was then sent to Dachau and then to the Kauffering camp. He was liberated on April 30, 1945 by the American army. Feeling a great debt to the U.S. Army, Bill later went on to serve in the Army during the Korean War. After starting with only ten dollars in his pocket when arriving to the United States, Bill went on to create a successful real estate company in San Francisco. He now dedicates his life to Holocaust remembrance and education, and is a co-founder of the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum in Washington, D.C.

Lowenberg also is now a Freemason in California, and was “one of five individuals to spearhead the creation of the U.S. Holocaust Memorial Museum in Washington, D.C.”

Summary of William’s tale:

William was only 15 when the evil Germans gathered up William and his family and put them in a box car. The box car went to Auschwitz. William and his fellow Jews would use the dead Jews in the box cars as benches. The Jews would poop on the dead Jews. When the train arrived at Auschwitz, 1/3 of the people had suffocated.

The Nazis gave priority to the trains full of Jews. Trains full of food going to the troops would have to wait, because the Nazis priority was to kill all the Jews.

Dr. Mengele greeted the transports. Mengele had a whip and a white coat. Little William was only 15, but he told Mengele that he was 18. This spared his life, because the Nazis gassed all the Jews who couldn’t work. William had to work by moving rocks from one place to the other, then back again.

The Jews got only 200 calories a day for food. In the morning, they had no breakfast for breakfast –only tea. For lunch, 4 people had to eat a single bowl of soup. The Jews got a slice of bread for dinner. If you didn’t eat your bread right away, the rats would steal it from you.

The camp commander had a motorcycle that he would drive down the main street. He would shoot at anything that moved from his motorcycle. If he saw you, he would use you for target practice.

There was typhus at Auschwitz. A friend, the magician, told William not to drink the water. The friend put a pebble in William’s mouth to make saliva. So William didn’t have to drink any water for 3 years, but was never thirsty. William would clean himself by rolling in the snow.

William saw his own mother, father, and sister go into the gas chamber. The Germans had crews of Jews who would work in the gas chambers. Every 90 days, the Nazis shot the Jews who worked in the gas chamber, because they didn’t want anyone alive to testify about what the Nazis were doing.

At Auschwitz, there was a team of Jews that had wheelbarrows. Every morning the Jews would walk around the fence with their wheelbarrows, and pick up the dead Jews who had died on the electric fence.

Dr. Mengele would perform experiments on the Jews. He castrated the big Jews. He injected animal semen into some other Jews.

One day a wheelbarrow ran over William, and he couldn’t work. So his friend, the magician, hid William in the rafters. The magician would have been killed in the first transport, but the Nazis needed a magician.

Then William and the magician volunteered for a transport that said “Destination Unknown.” The Nazis killed all the Jews at Auschwitz, so William is lucky the Nazis let him and the magician volunteer for this transport. The transport went to the Warsaw ghetto. William worked on the dynamite team. The Nazis made the Jews dynamite the buildings.

Then William built an underground factory. The Jews would pile rocks up 100 feet high and very long. The Nazis poured 4-5 feet of concrete over this mountain of rocks, and then took a firehouse and blew out the rocks underneath. So the Nazis then had an underground tunnel that they built the V2 rockets in.

The Germans made William salvage electrical transformers from the ruins of Warsaw. William and his friends saw diamonds, gold and money lying in the ruins. But they didn’t take any, because you couldn’t eat diamonds.

One Jew traded another Jew, a greenhorn, the diamonds for his bread for 3 days. The Jew who took the diamonds died of starvation. After 3 days.

The Holocaust™ was the biggest money maker ever for the Germans. The Nazis had whole teams of people working in the gas chamber to take the gold from the dead Jews. If you had gold fillings, you were gassed immediately. Then the Nazis sold all the shoes and clothing from the dead Jews to South America. The Nazis financed the war for 2 years by selling the Jew’s gold fillings, and shoes, and clothing.

Then the Nazis were going to kill all the Jews in Warsaw, but the resistance leader warned the Germans not to. So the Germans death marched the Jews instead. They made the Jews death march all week. Then the Jews wanted to drink at the river. So the Nazis machine gunned them. They used dogs to get the Jews back into line for the machine guns. The river turned into blood, all red.

Then the Nazis put the Jews on a train to Dachau. Then they told the Jews they were going to march to Switzerland, but the Nazis fooled them, and death marched them again. William was certain to die on this death march, but the Americans came. Then an American soldier gave William a cigarette. William took 1 puff and fainted.

Then William and his friends robbed the nearby German houses and killed the SS men. Then William went to Holland, but the Nazis had stolen all the cows.

by Yehuda Abraham

Highlights from the interview:

The 15-year old Lowenberg travels to Auschwitz in a box car “like cattle.” He’s says the German plans of “killing all the jews” even took precedence over the war on the eastern front against the Russians, so the box cars carrying the jews to Auschwitz was given priority over troop transports and supplies for the German Army.

Can you describe the transport from Westerbork to Auschwitz?

When we got to Auschwitz in the box cars from Holland which lasted about a week to get there…and by the way, the Germans were so determined to kill people that while they were fighting a war on the Russian side, in Eastern Europe, the railroads–planes weren’t used in those days–the railroads had priority, the boxcars going to Auschwitz had priority on the rail lines to Auschwitz, before the army troops were supplied on the Eastern Front. You can see how obsessed they were with killing people.

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William meets Mengele himself when arriving at Auschwitz:

Then we were in Auschwitz, in Birkenau. Then they started screaming, “Out, out, out,” so we went out. And we were standing in line to be selected. You have heard of Mengele, a famous doctor? And he stood in front of the line, there were about eight, nine people in each row, and he said to me, I remember quite well, in German, he said, “How old?” So, for some reason, God made me say 18. I was only 15 but I was chubby, with a coat on. I looked kind of not very thin. And, I said eighteen, and he goes like this [flicks arm to the right]. And, I see people who went, and the others go like that, with his whip [flicks arm to the left]. The ones who went there [left] went on trucks. I figured as I’m standing there, I said, “Why did I lie? Now I have to walk, and God knows how far. These people are all going on trucks. I could have been on the trucks if I didn’t lie.” But the ones who went on the trucks went to the gas chambers. Out of the four thousand they took about maybe four or five hundred who had to work. And that depended on if they needed a work force.

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He says he saw his parents and sister go to the gas chambers, and that the Auschwitz gas chambers operated 24 hrs a day. He survived on 200 calories a day:

And I saw my parents and my sister marching by, but they were marching into the gas chambers and I was working in front of the building. And I stopped working, I fainted almost, and I was beaten up, I still have scars on my back. Now then we knew that the gas chambers were working 24 hours a day. It went on for years and years until about the end of ’44.

The food intake was about 200 calories. You got a piece of bread in the evening. The next morning you got some what they called “tea” with some warm water, whatever color. At lunch you got a bowl of soup and every four people had a bowl, so you never had your own. So four people ate out of the bowl. That was our food. At night the bread you had to eat immediately because if you didn’t, either you couldn’t keep it all night because the rats would eat it if you had it under your hat, or they would steal it from you, people were so hungry.

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William says the camp commander would ride on his motorcycle on the main street of the camp and shoot at jews for target practice:

The beatings were horrible with the dogs, they all had dogs, those Germans, the SS men, the dogs and the beatings. I remember the camp commander–that I remember vividly–had a motorcycle and he used to go on the main street of the camp in Birkenau. He had a pistol in his hand and anything he saw moving, human beings, he shot, he used you for target practice. Life was absolutely, totally worthless to these people. That I remember.

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According to Lowenberg, if you got sick or injured at Auschwitz, you were immediately gassed. One time he was injured by a whellbarrow and “hid in the rafters” of the barracks by his magician friend:

Did you ever get sick at Auschwitz?

If you got really sick you go to “Barracks 13″ they called it, and the next day you’d be gassed. I once got run over by a lorry, they called it—you know, one of those wheelbarrows, those heavy double wheelbarrows—and I was destined to go to “Barracks 13.” My friend again, the magician, he hid me in the rafters in his barracks and shared his food with me. That’s when we got out. He said, “We’re getting out of here.” And we volunteered, he volunteered me and him on a “transport unknown,” I don’t know if I talked about it [before]. He says, “Either we go on the ‘transport unknown’ and we’ll get killed tomorrow morning or we really go to somewhere,” because they did take people out of Auschwitz for work details and other factories, other cities, wherever. “And if we stay here, we’ll be dead in three weeks anyhow or maybe next week. So, let’s take a chance. There’s no one who gets out alive out of Auschwitz.” And I was in the rafters up there and we went on this transport, and that’s how we got to Warsaw because it was “transport unknown” but nobody told us where we were going. We were in the boxcars about two, three days then, we were in Warsaw seeing the ghetto burning.

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When doing work outside the camps, William claims he saw diamonds, gold, valuable artwork, and money just lying in the streets or in the rubble of the bombed out buildings. But he didn’t take any of the valuables because “you couldn’t eat money or diamonds”:

We always saw money on the streets constantly. People just lying there. Valuable art, whatever art people had. And money on the streets, sure, diamonds and gold. We found them in the rubble sometimes, on the dead bodies. What are you going to do with it? You can’t eat a piece of metal, you can’t eat diamonds. That didn’t mean anything, there was no value. That’s why there’s no one who came out of the camp who brought any value with them because there was nothing, we didn’t have anything. And you couldn’t use it, it wasn’t trading material.

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Lowenberg says the Nazis financed the war, extending it by two years, from selling all the gold tooth fillings, shoes, and ratty old lice-infested clothing from the “six million holocuasted jews.” William forgot about the “five million” holocausted non-jews. Maybe they didn’t have gold fillings or clothes that were re-sellable. He says that all jews who had gold fillings were immediately sent to the gas chambers:

And let’s remember one thing, the biggest money maker for the German government was the Holocaust because we take six million people, they have wedding rings, they have gold teeth, they have clothing, they have money in their pockets, a little bit, and then all these buildings to demolish. That was the biggest moneymaker. I would venture to say that the Second World War would have been finished within a year and a half to two years had it not been for the Holocaust because that financed the Germans. That’s why you hear today about all this gold they took to Switzerland. That’s why the insurance companies, are the biggest thieves on earth because they sold the insurance companies [policies], and people came after the war and said, “My father had insurance, I know that.” They said, “Where’s your death certificate?” Well Auschwitz didn’t give death certificates. So, this is still going on now.

The Holocaust was the biggest money making event for the Germans. If you had gold fillings, you were destined to be killed immediately because there were whole teams who did nothing else in the gas chambers after the Germans gassed them to take the gold out. Bags, and bags, and bags of gold. And the clothing – six million people, there’re six million shoes. That’s a lot of shoes for a country. The clothing, they sold them all over the world including South America. This was a big, big money making event for the Germans. That extended the war, in my opinion, by probably two years. Nobody talks about it but believe me.

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Lowenberg claims at Auschwitz the Germans castrated men and injected semen from animals into the women:

The men they did castrations, a lot – middle size, regular size, big size – they castrated men and they had the worst time, they couldn’t live much longer. I knew quite a few who were picked. They picked certain individuals who looked like they were “macho-macho” or whatever. They castrated and injected them. But the women were worse. In Auschwitz it was prevalent, big operation, what they did to women there you can’t even talk about what they did to them. Inject them with semen from animals, you name it. Anything you can think of that you wouldn’t want to talk about, they did it the people.

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After being “liberated” from Dachau by the American Army, Lowenberg and his friends murdered every German guard they could get their hands on:

Damn right. Were we angry? Yeah, all of that. We didn’t kill anybody. German guards yes, we killed all we could find the German guards who had done it to us, but not German civilians.

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What did you do the first day you were liberated?

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Then all of a sudden the Americans came with the tanks. We had to scream at them, “Don’t touch the wires!” because the wires were all high voltage – 2000 volts of electricity. Then they had to bring in the Corps of Engineers to take the electricity off those wires. Then they opened up. I got out with about five or six of us immediately and we took over a German barracks and we killed a bunch of Germans – the SS, the guards. I could walk at that time, not all could. We then were told we had to get back in the camp because the American army knew there was a typhoid epidemic and other diseases at that point. They closed the camp up again, but they gave us food. They were very good.

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Lowenberg was a vice-chairman of the founding of the Holy Hoax Museum in Washington, D.C.:

Have you kept in contact with your liberators?

No. Except some twenty years ago – no, it’s not, it’s ten years ago, pardon me – when we opened the museum in Washington – some of you may have seen it, the Holocaust Museum, I was the vice-chairman of it – we invited some people who had liberated the camps.

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William says he rolled in the snow to keep clean:

I remember more in Warsaw, which was the same situation, but we had a long period of snow there, because it’s colder in Poland. I used to sneak out, and others too, sometimes, whenever we could and go out in the snow and roll ourselves in the snow, and wash ourselves down with the snow. If you had enough strength, you did that, as long as the Germans didn’t see that. But if you didn’t have enough strength, people died because of hygiene. Hygiene, to me – and I talk about it even outside of this milieu – people don’t realize how important hygiene is. It saved my life.

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His magician friend tells him to put a pebble in his mouth to avoid having to drink the water at Auschwitz:

Someone was interviewing you and they asked, “What was your will for staying alive?” You responded that you “kept clean.” What was your reason?

Good question. I happen to believe very strongly in hygiene which I learned from my mother. She was very clean, I mean “household-wise” scrubbing all of the time and washing all of the time. When I got to Auschwitz somebody said to me, the same friend, he said, “Don’t drink the water, the water has typhoid in it.” So, what do you do? So he said, “Pick up a pebble,” there was a pebble in the street, a little stone pebble. I picked up that pebble, I wiped it and I put it in my mouth. I had it all the way through the camps and that created enough saliva that I didn’t get dehydrated. But we never drank the water there was an enormous amount of typhoid. The other thing, which was very prevalent, that’s why a lot of people died, too, because of the type of food we got and the water we drank, diarrhea was a big killer.

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The other thing that saved me, probably – there was – the water had typhoid in it. We knew that. By having that you also got immediately – and it happened a lot – a lot of people had diarrhea. My friend – the one I mentioned, the magician again – he had some experience, and he said, “Don’t drink the water.” What do you do? Cause you need [water]. He said, “Pick up a pebble.” I picked up a pebble off the street, a little stone. I had that stone for three years. I had it in my mouth, all day long. It activated my saliva gland. He taught me that. That’s why I never got that thirsty. That helps. Why do you think you guys take to chewing gum, right? What’s the reason you take chewing gum? To activate your saliva gland, but they don’t tell you that. They tell you it tastes good. It’s because you activate your saliva gland. It’s probably healthy. I don’t like chewing gum, it’s personal, I don’t know, it doesn’t mean anything to me. But young people, you see it more than older people. That pebble saved my life, I believe, because I didn’t drink the water. If you drank the water you got typhoid and there was lots and lots of typhoid. Hygiene. I feel very strong about that.

Did you keep the pebble?

No, I lost it. When the war was over, we were liberated, I wanted to get rid of everything that reminded me of it. No. I wish I had. I thought about it. I wished I kept that pebble. It was a little stone and it worked. Others did too, I wasn’t the only one. But not everybody did, apparently.

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