When the search was over,
we were benevolently allowed to enter the ditch. My older cousins
were waiting for us there, as they had been kept there since
yesterday. Even before getting to the bottom, I witnessed such a
horrid sight that my blood begins to boil whenever I have a flashback
of it. Bodies of people, beaten and tortured, were rolled down by the
Gestapo and their more than willing allies, the Hungarian police
I was told that people who
were on a list as persons of some (or any) means, were called by
name, kicked, beaten and tortured until they gave a detailed account
of everything they'd hidden, then were disposed of into the ditch.
They also told me that the same atrocity was perpetrated at the
Tutura brick yards in the last few days. Those I knew from the
Lessner, Kovacs and other families were tortured to near death the
same way there.