Henri
Frischer
Henri Frischer
The only son of Polish parents, Henri was born in Paris in 1938. In 1942, when anti-Jewish laws forbade his father to work as a furrier, the family decided to leave for the Free Zone separately; first the father, then the mother and son, while they gathered a few things together. But it didn’t go as planned, and Henri and his mother were stopped by the French police at the Chalon-sur-Saône station. Along with seven other children, the little boy narrowly escaped deportation thanks to the intervention of the Red Cross, [...+]
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Extraits
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« When life is mundane, you don't remember the daily humdrum. But when extraordinary things happen to you, you have no choice but to remember. »
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« My father was alerted by a telegram from the Red Cross. »
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« We waited, but people didn't come back from the camps. »
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« After the war, the hardest for me was not having my mother, I missed my mother’s love. »