"We did not know as yet which was the better side, right or left, which road led to prison and which to the crematoria. Still i was happy i was near my father. "

"We sensed that we gathered around the familial table for the last time. I spent that night going over the memories and idea and was unable to fall asleep. "

'I stood petrified. What had happened to me? My father had just been struck, in front of me, and i had not blinked. I had watched and kept silent."