Book contents
- Frontmatter
- Epigraph
- Contents
- Preface
- Introduction
- Part one War is a Terrible Thing!
- Part Two Guarding One’s Humanity During War: World War II
- 2 If Something’s Going to Get You, It’ll Get You
- 3 Prejudice, Bigotry, and Hatred. Love and Luck
- 4 Everything Went Downhill after that
- 5 In the Middle of a Hailstorm, One doesn’t Fear for One’s Own Life
- 6 Belonging to Something
- 7 Hard to Adjust After all that
- Part Three Other Voices, Other Wars: From Indochina to Iraq
- Part Four Civil Wars and Genocides, Dictators and Domestic Oppressors
- Part Five My Story, Your Choice How to Use it
- Conclusion
- Bibliography
- Acknowledgments by the Senior Author
- Index
6 - Belonging to Something
Herb, Austrian Jewish Refugee from the Third Reich
Published online by Cambridge University Press: 05 October 2014
- Frontmatter
- Epigraph
- Contents
- Preface
- Introduction
- Part one War is a Terrible Thing!
- Part Two Guarding One’s Humanity During War: World War II
- 2 If Something’s Going to Get You, It’ll Get You
- 3 Prejudice, Bigotry, and Hatred. Love and Luck
- 4 Everything Went Downhill after that
- 5 In the Middle of a Hailstorm, One doesn’t Fear for One’s Own Life
- 6 Belonging to Something
- 7 Hard to Adjust After all that
- Part Three Other Voices, Other Wars: From Indochina to Iraq
- Part Four Civil Wars and Genocides, Dictators and Domestic Oppressors
- Part Five My Story, Your Choice How to Use it
- Conclusion
- Bibliography
- Acknowledgments by the Senior Author
- Index
Summary
I was born in 1927 in Vienna. My parents came from Eastern Galicia, which during World War I was part of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. My father was actually a soldier in the Austrian Army. My mother came separately. They both came from the same area, now part of Western Ukraine. My wife and I just visited there in ’97. This was the first time I was there. But I was born in Vienna and I was eleven years old when Anschluss came. I was there for a year after the Anschluss experience. We managed to get visas. They were semi-legal visas to go to Belgium in the spring of 1939. After about a year under Nazi rule we went to Belgium where we were refugees waiting for our American visas to come through. It took a year, but fortunately by the spring of 1940, we got our visas and left for the States. We made it out by just a few weeks. The war had started in the meantime; the French were already in the middle of the war. Our boat was sunk by a U-boat on its next voyage. Not on our voyage fortunately. We arrived in New York April eighth, 1940.
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- A Darkling PlainStories of Conflict and Humanity during War, pp. 103 - 115Publisher: Cambridge University PressPrint publication year: 2014