“It soon became clear that our family had to go into hiding. In our apartment we had two attic rooms…At night, when the Germans rounded up Jews, we hid there and couldn’t hear them ringing our bell.”
Ruth Lachs
“One morning, after about nine months, there was a knock at our door, and a Nazi officer took my brother, Tante Annie and me to prison where we were interrogated.”
Ruth Lachs
“I stayed in the children’s home until after the war. I remember relatives coming to collect the other Jewish children, but no one came for me. I was devastated, as I believed my parents must have died.”
Ruth Lachs