When the war broke out, my father was sent to a slave labor camp in southern Germany.  One year later, my father returned, our family now was in the Glinice Ghetto.  One year later, the Germans liquidated the ghetto.  A selection took place around midnight, there were many bright lights. My mother and my siblings were sent to the left and later sent to Treblinka to their deaths.  My father and I were sent to the right and later sent to work in an ammunition factory.  

 

It was a very hard life in the factory, working twelve hour shifts. It was very hard labor, with little food. The Germans hung twelve people in front of all of the 1000 workers in the factory and let them hang there for two weeks.  Later, they hung another twelve people.  I was beaten and lived in fear for my life, “it was not to be described.” 

 

When my father and I arrived at Auschwitz, we didn’t know what it was at first, there was an orchestra playing when we arrived.

I hope my children and grandchildren should never know from discrimination. Not to dwell on the past but to live life to its fullest.