Emil tried to revive his mother, but then a soldier grabbed Rafel by the neck and told us to move or we’d never see our son again. And so we moved. As fast as we could. The soldier let Rafel go, thank God.” “Thank God “ “We had no choice but to leave Reva’s body in the street. Emil wanted to go back right away to bury her. He didn’t know that once we walked into the ghetto, we weren’t going to walk back out.”
