In September, 1939, George Lucius Salton's boyhood in Tyczyn,
Poland, was shattered by escalating violence and terror under
German occupation. His father, a lawyer, was forbidden to work, but
eleven-year-old George dug potatoes, split wood, and resourcefully
helped his family. They suffered hunger and deprivation, a forced
march to the Rzeszow ghetto, then eternal separation when
fourteen-year-old George and his brother were left behind to labor
in work camps while their parents were deported in boxcars to die
in Belzec. For the next three years, George slaved and barely
survived in ten concentration camps, including Rzeszow, Plaszow,
Flossenburg, Colmar, Sachsenhausen, Braunschweig, Ravensbruck, and
Wobbelin. Cattle cars filled with skeletal men emptied into a train
yard in Colmar, France. George and the other prisoners marched
under the whips and fists of SS guards. But here, unlike the taunts
and rocks from villagers in Poland and Germany, there was applause.
"I could clearly hear the people calling: 'Shame! Shame!' . . .
Suddenly, I realized that the people of Colmar were applauding us!
They were condemning the inhumanity of the Germans!" Of the 500
prisoners of the Nazis who marched through the streets of Colmar in
the spring of 1944, just fifty were alive one year later when the
U.S. Army 82nd Airborne Division liberated the Wobbelin
concentration camp on the afternoon of May 2, 1945. "I felt
something stir deep within my soul. It was my true self, the one
who had stayed deep within and had not forgotten how to love and
how to cry, the one who had chosen life and was still standing when
the last roll call ended."
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