“We had a sort of perfectly normal life. My father had a grocery shop and my mother helped in it. We lived in a non-Jewish area and played with the children in the street all the time. Nothing ever cropped up. They invited us to their birthday parties, and they came to mine.”
“Things got worse and worse and wholesalers refused to deliver to Jews. Things got very difficult, and my father eventually had to shut the shop because he was beaten once or twice on the way home. Of course, this meant that we lost our living and life became hard.”
“The Holocaust is something that I think is horrendous, but it’s quite difficult to comprehend even though you know it’s happened. Not to want to know, I think, is really denying the fact that these people existed and what happened to them.”