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| Sophia R. “My father was taken in to a concentration camp. Initially, he would work there during the day and then come home at night. Then one day he was not allowed to leave the camp. I was about 6 months old at the time. My mother had a lot of non-Jewish friends, and she managed to get some false identity papers through one of them. She left L’viv and a friend of hers found a house for her to stay in outside of L’viv. The only person who knew that we were Jews was the daughter of the woman whose house it was. She died of typhus early on, and so no one knew that we were Jews. My mother always said that the fact that I didn’t look Jewish helped us survive. I was a blonde baby with very fair skin. ...My father miraculously escaped after being there for a year. He wrote a book about the Holocaust and his experiences. ...After my father came out of the attic and revealed his presence to me, he became part of our household. I knew not to tell anyone that he was living with us. One day, I was sitting with him and the neighbor came up to the door and asked me if I was with someone or if I was alone. My father motioned to me to say that I was alone, and so I did. He also wrote about this in his book, but I have a distinct memory of it.” Holocaust Testimony (HVT 1578) Fortunoff Video Archive for Holocaust Testimonies Yale University Library Read testimony of Sophia’s Mother, Dorothy R. |