On the Fields of LonelinessMemoirs of a Jew born in 1930 in Brzeżany (eastern Galicia). Notes that the Soviet occupation of his town in 1939-41 did not halt antisemitism, but rather reinforced it. Under German occupation, Altman's father was killed on Yom Kippur of 1941. With his mother and sisters, he attempted to leave Brzeżany and hide with non-Jews; but his three sisters were killed, and he and his mother returned to the Brzeżany ghetto. After the last roundup in June 1943, during which he hid in a bunker prepared by relatives, Altman left the town. He lived in a small family camp in the forest, but after a Nazi raid, he, his cousin and her fiancé left the camp and were hidden and helped by various Polish and Ukrainian peasants. In 1944 they were liberated by the Soviets. After the war, Altman settled in the USA. |
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When she looked up and saw us , there were tears running down her pale
cheeks . It was time to discuss what my father should do the next day . “ You have
to hide in the attic again , ” urged my mother . “ But Reizel , people will notice that
I ...
When she looked up and saw us , there were tears running down her pale
cheeks . It was time to discuss what my father should do the next day . “ You have
to hide in the attic again , ” urged my mother . “ But Reizel , people will notice that
I ...
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looked suspicious to them . We figured most of the soldiers would be at the base ,
though , and not too many patrolling the street . We were familiar with every back
alley , loose fence and street between our house and our destination .
looked suspicious to them . We figured most of the soldiers would be at the base ,
though , and not too many patrolling the street . We were familiar with every back
alley , loose fence and street between our house and our destination .
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She took her hands away and looked at me . Her eyes were full of pain and
sadness . She wanted to talk , but couldn ' t speak . We looked at each other . She
reminded me a little of my sister Shancia . Finally , in a voice just louder than a ...
She took her hands away and looked at me . Her eyes were full of pain and
sadness . She wanted to talk , but couldn ' t speak . We looked at each other . She
reminded me a little of my sister Shancia . Finally , in a voice just louder than a ...
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FOREWORD | 11 |
THE BELLS FORETELL | 15 |
GATHERING CLOUDS | 19 |
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