Tartalomjegyzék



30 April 1945, 09:00
We are at Szeged station, waiting again. The news is very bad. Now they are saying we are going to Timișoara. So it will end up being Russia after all. Last night I had a high fever again, and the bones of my lower legs were aching terribly — which is still continuing. The mood among everyone is desperately low. Dear God, what will become of us, where will they drag us off to. I no longer feel like keeping notes. I think more days will be missed from now on. And indeed we are still here at the station; on 1 May at 7 o'clock we set off — but not towards Timișoara, rather back in the direction of Kecskemét, and from there onward towards Cegléd and Debrecen.

2 May 1945, 11:00
The train is moving, but we have not yet reached Debrecen. The mood of the group has been completely broken, because now we have heard they are taking us to Máramarossziget. In my view, any prospect of being freed is either a very long way off or perhaps never.

3 May 1945, 15:00
We reached Debrecen and went on from there too. The train travelled night and day with short stops, so that we are now about 40 km from Máramarossziget. We have already met a train that had put down prisoners from Jánosháza at Máramarossziget, so it is certain that is where they are taking us — though how long we will be there, that is what one would like to know!

4 May 1945, 10:00
Dear Lord, we have arrived at Máramarossziget. We are still in the wagons at the station. There is great anxiety about what will happen now — will they take us further, or will we unload here, and what will happen to us after that. I ask only of the dear Lord that He be with me and not abandon me in my hard days. My thoughts are at home every moment; when I fall asleep, I walk there in my dreams too. Never have I longed for home as much as I do now. But I trust in the dear Lord, for He will help me get there.

5 May 1945, 11:00
We did not remain in Máramarossziget; yesterday at around noon we set off for Aknaszlatina, where we are now in the barracks of an airfield. Last night they put 100 of us in such a tiny room that it wasn't even possible to sit down, and even if you managed to sit, you couldn't hold that for long — you had to stand up again. We couldn't sleep a single moment. In all likelihood we will sleep there again tonight as well.