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A Mother Who Prevailed at Auschwitz

Auschwitz. Star of David patches were sewn on to the clothing of Jews during Nazi domination of Eastern Europe. On display at the Dohany Stree Synagogue, Budapest. Photo by Barbara Newhall

Jews at Auschwitz were required to wear Star of David patches like these. On display at the Dohany Stree Synagogue, Budapest. Photo by Barbara Newhall

By Barbara Falconer Newhall

Ernie Hollander and his family arrived at Auschwitz in 1944. He was seventeen years old and on his coat he wore a large yellow Star of David. His mother had sewn it there for him. Ernie and his family had traveled three days by train without food in a crowded cattle car from Iloshvo, a town in the Carpathian Mountains in what was then Hungary.

Auschwitz. Shoes and clothing worn by prisoners at Nazi concentration camps during World War II. On display at the Dohany Street Synagogue, Budapest. Photo by Barbara Newhall

Shoes and clothing worn by prisoners at Nazi concentration camps. On display at the Dohany Street Synagogue. Photo by Barbara Newhall

Ernie’s father had been head of the local rabbinical council and a respected member of the community until the Nazis came and everything changed. From then on, Ernie’s family and the other Jewish townspeople were required to wear the yellow Star of David. The family business was confiscated. Ernie couldn’t go to school, and the children who had once been his schoolmates pushed him into the street as they passed him by.

For three days – the entire train trip – the cattle car doors had been kept sealed. Several people had died, and there had been no way to remove their bodies. But, now, at last, the doors opened and a ramp was placed at the door. Ernie watched his mother walk down the ramp ahead of him. She held Ernie’s two youngest sisters in her arms, the five-year-old and the seven-year-old. A third sister, nine years old, walked alongside her mother.

At the bottom of the ramp at Auschwitz, an official motioned Ernie’s three sisters to the left and their mother to the right.

“My mother could have saved herself,” said Ernie. “She was still young. She was in her thirties. She could work.” Ernie’s father and brothers could also work. But the three small girls were too young to be of much use to the Third Reich. The guard told them to go to the left.

Ernie’s mother refused to be separated. “I don’t want to give up my children,” she protested. And she went to the left with her daughters.

“She didn’t know what means left,” Ernie told me. “But I know in my heart that if my mother would know what’s happening on the left, she would still not give up the children. Which mother would give up children?  And she went with the children to the left. Five minutes later they were dead.

“At that time we didn’t know,” Ernie said. “But the people who were working in the crematoriums and the gas chambers were Jewish people. After a few days we asked, ‘Do you know what happened to these people who went to the left?’

“They said, ‘You see that chimney over there where the smoke comes out? They were dead a half an hour after they arrived. That’s where they killed all the people who went to the left.’ And only then you found out that there were gas chambers.”

After the war, Ernie migrated to Oakland, California, where he was active in his synagogue, Congregation Beth Jacob. He died in 2002 at the age of seventy-seven. He was one of the 50 or so people I interviewed in the course of researching my book, “Wrestling with God: Stories of Doubt and Faith,” Patheos Press. 

If this story resonated with you, you might want to read, “Who Is a Jew?” Also, “An Episcopalian Says Kaddish for Her Jewish Aunt.”

Stones left on the wall of the Dohany Street Synagogue, Budapest, in memory of Jews lost in the Shoah. Photo by Barbara Newhall

Stones left on the wall of the Dohany Street Synagogue in memory of Jews lost in the Shoah. Photo by Barbara Newhall

 

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