What hurt me most was that the Nazis wouldn't even allow the children and the old people to stay behind, back home. Unlike the rest of us, they could not be used as slave laborers, so why deport them along with us?

It was becoming unbearable by the time evening fell upon us. The train stopped for a few minutes to let some air in and I looked out for a second through the opening. We were in Györ, my birthplace, where I'd had such a carefree life as a teenager before marriage....
 

I most certainly could not remember enjoying many tranquil moments since and seeing the station sign of my town this way broke my heart completely. I haven't been disheartened so much ever since....
 

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