The beatings

The journey was extremely rough and long, although I hardly noticed as I was only concerned about your whereabouts. Upon arrival, we were led to a large clearing in a meadow.


Polish Jews taken to execution in Krakow, Poland 1941


The police were pushing and beating us, all the while yelling and hurling indescribable obscenities at us. They also took the cigarette and match away from everybody. Poor old Mr. Hoffman, who marched ahead of me, collapsed and was kicked to death right in front of me. We were told to sit down in the grass, which was still wet from the early morning dew. Not all of us were there, since half of the train had been left behind and arrived late in the morning.


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