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Submitted by Avraham Yehoshua Kahana

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Category: Translation - Yiddish
Approval Date: 7/12/2017 3:36 PM
Family Surname: Schechtman (possibly others)
Country: Romania
Town: Secureni
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This is page 1 of a 7 page document where my grandfather Yossef Schechtman z'l writes down his memories of the concentration camps he underwent in the Holocaust.

A translation, for the first time, of these pages, will be much valuable to his descendants.

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7/18/2017 1:44 PM Avraham, this is heartbreaking to read. Just coming to ask you, if you, meanwhile, got a translation?
7/18/2017 10:07 PM Days and Nights in the Pavlivka Camp
It was the 22 of October 1941 when our colony? which was made up of 500 Sekuranee deportees, who with our last strengths we dragged ourselves to the village of Pavlivka.
None of us could imagine that this place which was designated to be a decent stable camp,really meant our total destruction.
Tired and broken from our 13 days of wandering, which started from Yadinef? when we arrived, each family tried to grab a spot in the empty pig sty. for those who could not find a place, they were shown a smaller barn on the other side of the mountain ritchke.
We felt broken to pieces. and apathetic. When Izzy Kogeiss a"h and I took the initiative to ask the villagers for bread and potatoes for the people, it was very hard to organize people to get the products. Everyone was glued to their places. and they could not fathom where they were. That's how great our exhaustion overpowered us.
that night was usual, but we had a premonition that change was coming. our instincts did not fool us.
That night was the first proof of the terror that permeated the air the entire time in this camp.
the lottery came out that I should be the first objective? at a certain moment when i was out alone, two militia men came out to tease me that I am a communist. one was a Ukranian, who was later infamous and associated with sadness, Zecharia and the other one was a Rumanian with a Moldova accent. My protests, shook up the camp, but no one dared to come out.
Confused with fright I was dragged to the commandant. Which was installed in a ------------? The Rumanian militiaman had no patience, to wait for the arrival of the sargeant commandant and he flooded me with beatings like hail. Immediately I fell unconscious. and when I awoke I saw the sargeant with an animalistic fiendish face,and a group of peasants? who would act like a jury. My life was hanging on a hair breadth. To my joy, one of the peasants..

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