“When we left one labour camp, there were 745 people who couldn’t walk, including my brother. We started to march towards Sachsenhausen. The SS said they would bring a truck to carry whoever couldn’t walk. Once they got them inside the truck, we heard BOOM BOOM BOOM. They had killed them all. Later, there were 3,400 of us who started the 100 kilometer march to Mauthausen. Only 900 remained when we got there. I don’t know how I got out from there. I don’t even know when I got out. It’s a terrible thing to remember.
For 25 years, I didn’t want to talk about my experiences in the Holocaust. And then, when I started to tell my wife, my children and grandchildren – I didn’t want to stop.”