Documents yield evidence and closure for Holocaust survivor


Uploaded by ushmm on 22.07.2011

Transcript:
David Bayer: I was working in a coalmine called Yavoshna.
It's a sub-camp near Auschwitz. One morning we were going to work and one German officer
noticed my neck. I was covering up with my, with my collar. He wants to see what, why
I'm covering. My neck was swollen up.
When he saw it, he took me out of the line and took me, sent me with a Ukrainian soldier
to a clinic. And over there they operated on me without anesthetic, without any kind
of chemicals, nothing, no pills, no nothing. Tied me up on the table, my legs, my hands
and one guy was holding my head--and a doctor cut me. And he was smiling. And I see his
face; everywhere I look I see his face. Every time I talk about it I see his face. He was
smiling and I was suffering. Terrible. I still have the scar here, on my right side.
When I was at the Museum two years ago, they went to Germany to get all the documentation
and they found my files--my name and my tattoo, which is B-74. And the place, and the time
when they made the operation...the doctor's name and everything.
I couldn’t believe it. I, it's like, everything came back to me--everything--and I'm still
thinking about it all the time...that they were going to kill me. They were going to
send me back to Auschwitz and put me in the crematorium and he had to write everything
down like, like civilized people.
I looked for people after the war, I couldn't find nobody. I couldn't find my...I thought
maybe my sister survived somewhere, maybe something. No. I, I traveled all over Poland,
all over Germany looking for family.
Everybody wants...some closure...wants to find out about their family.
Type on screen: In recent years, a 1940s census document was
discovered in an old home in Poland. It's the only
record David has of being together with his parents,
brother and sisters before they were killed.
David: It shows my mother, my father's name, my sisters,
my brother, what kind of profession they had. That’s is the only thing I have--is the
names, written up in a piece of paper. I have no pictures; I have no ID, no nothing. It's
an unbelievable story, but it happened. And I can show the world that it happened.