This is the eighth in a series that summarize an interview of my
grandmother, Sonia Bajcz/Beitch Diamond (then Sara Bajcz), from about 20
years ago. This continues her story of after the war had ended, living in DP camps. Previous posts in this series
are here, here, here, here, here, here, and here.
We eventually passed the border and stayed outside of Prague with the help of a group from Palestine. My husband showed me the city, since he knew it from his time in the army. Our honeymoon was going through swamps and water in bad weather.
Finally we came into Munich. They had a special building where they sprayed us and our belongings with a special powder. They sorted everyone into Deported Persons (DP) camps; we ended up in Leipheim. It was a Zionist camp; at night they would fill up trucks and take people to Marseille on a ship and then onto Israel. We were trying to send my mother to Palestine legally, and we younger ones were going to sneak in illegally.
Leipheim was long blocks of barracks. It used to be a military post. Ours was across from #14. There, they gave us food packages. Others exchanged for things from the Germans and got non-kosher food. Some came into the United States with dishes and jewelery. My husband was caught right away and was put in jail because he had smuggled a few coins in his collar.
We eventually passed the border and stayed outside of Prague with the help of a group from Palestine. My husband showed me the city, since he knew it from his time in the army. Our honeymoon was going through swamps and water in bad weather.
Finally we came into Munich. They had a special building where they sprayed us and our belongings with a special powder. They sorted everyone into Deported Persons (DP) camps; we ended up in Leipheim. It was a Zionist camp; at night they would fill up trucks and take people to Marseille on a ship and then onto Israel. We were trying to send my mother to Palestine legally, and we younger ones were going to sneak in illegally.
Leipheim was long blocks of barracks. It used to be a military post. Ours was across from #14. There, they gave us food packages. Others exchanged for things from the Germans and got non-kosher food. Some came into the United States with dishes and jewelery. My husband was caught right away and was put in jail because he had smuggled a few coins in his collar.
