His
name is Alfred Caro and he is the Handsome, Good Looking and Lucky One. He was born on July 27, 1911 in a small
village in Poland called Sampter to his father and mother Sally (father) and Frida (mother)
Caro. He had three sisters: Nola, Cecilia,
and Jenny. He had three brothers as well: Ivan, Alex, and Egbert.
His father was a store owner and a butcher and his mother was a
homemaker. When he was asked who he was
closest to he replied “I was close to them all.”
Although his family was one of conservative Jews, he began to
study Zionism. To understand why that is important you must first understand what Zionism is. Zionism is a movement
that supports a Jewish nation in the land of Israel. It advocates the return of Jews to Israel and
states that Jews should uphold their identity by staying with their own kind.
Mr.
Caro states the relationship between Jews and Gentiles was always good
before the Nazi regime, claiming “people didn’t pay attention, or just didn’t
care.” He says that he was a normal
teen - he went to dances “and flirted
with all the pretty girls." He played sports and said that he was quite good at
them. He enjoyed running track and boxing, although boxing was his favorite. Mr. Caro attended public
school and noted that he like it very much. Students did not pay attention to
whether you were Jewish, Catholic or Protestant; they liked you for you. Mr. Caro said that until he was about nine
years old he had never heard of who Adolf Hitler was and what he supported or advocated. Even when he was old
enough to know who was and what he was about, he never thought “that the moron
could influence as many as he did.”
In
1933, Hitler came into power and the policies against the Jews began. The Jewish people in Mr. Caro's community began to
wonder who was friend and who was foe.
People he had always been friends with were no longer friends. His father lost his business because people
quit coming in since he was Jewish.
Mr. Caro says that when the Nuremberg Laws went in effect in 1935, Jews were
no longer considered humans. The police would break
into people’s houses pretending it was a “political investigation.” This is the year that he became a full-out
Zionist. He says that it had always been
that “first they were German, and second they were Jews,” but not anymore. Mr. Caro explains that the police had allowed
the Nazis to take one person from the home for an investigation, which was usually a male. Someone came to his home and
asked his mother how many men were in the family. This scared him so badly that he ran and hid
for a few days with some friends and then an aunt. When he heard that someone from his home had
to come in for an “investigation,” he knew it needed to be him so he went.
Hours into the investigation, with not
one question asked, he was sent to the police station in Berlin. He went into a small room with about 400 or
500 men in it and stayed for about two days.
He and the others were then transported by truck to a concentration
camp. Mr. Caro says that he was in two
different camps. The first was Sachsenhousen
in Berlin, and the next was Oranienberg which was near Berlin. Once he was told to get out of the truck he
recalls “that is when the day went dark.”
The Nazi soldiers began to hit them for no reason.
He says they were brought into a room where a speech was given, and the entire speech was nothing more
than cussing and belittling each and every one of them. Then they were throw
into a barrack. In the mornings they
were marched out for roll call and then sent straight to work to move sand
and stone. When they were lucky enough
to eat, their meals consisted of: water for breakfast, watered down soup for lunch and a slice of bread for dinner. Keep in mind
this was the case only if they were lucky enough to eat. Mr. Caro states that if you were lucky you died of malnutrition. He said that “the dead were the lucky
ones.” While the prisoners were marching, they were threatened with machine guns, and if they stepped out of line the Nazi soldiers would shoot them. Some of the Nazi soldiers would call them out
and make them turn and turn until they were dizzy and then make them march. They would obviously step out of line from being dizzy, and would be shot. Most of the time
the dying would be moved before they could die, so as not to dissolve the morale or
just to make them wonder what really happened to their friends. Still through all of this, most of the people
thought this was only temporary and that it would all be over soon.
The
next part is amazing! This is is the part of the history Mr. Caro
begins to call himself "the lucky one.”
Mr. Caro's mother began to question what was going on and ended up at a police
station where a young man who had known the Caro family all of his life served as a
policeman. She begged him to send a
release order and he did. Mr. Caro was
taken to an office to sign papers and then taken to the police station where he
was called out and told he was free.
He was only there for about six weeks.
He went in on June 16, 1938 and was released sometime in July or August of that same year. He went home and began to work with the
Hicem. The Hicen was a power of people
that helped to bring the Jews out of the concentration camps and get them
somewhere safe, or at least somewhere safer. He
considered himself privileged to help such an organization. They lived in Belgium for two weeks, but that
was as long as they could stay there so they went to Paris next. There was an organization similar to the Red
Cross that was there to help, but the communication barriers sometimes posed a
problem. This is when he volunteered to
go overseas in the Foreign Legion. Ernando Tellez of the South American consulate gave him permission to
live in and work in Columbia. Thus
began his path to healing. While working
in a gold mine, he contracted malaria, however, he did not know it until he became ill on
a train ride to help his friend, who was a dentist, to start a business in
Bogota Columbia. This is where he
began to plant his seed, and although he didn’t stay,he did start a business
and did very well.
He
left Columbia in 1952 and came to New York in 1953. This city is where he met his
wife, Helen. She had been married before
and had a son. She owned a little
country store and was Jewish as well.
They had one child, a daughter, named Alicia. At the time of the interview he had no grandchildren and lived in a small Jewish community In Anniston Alabama. Some of his Christian friends purchased a big menorah to go on the front of the synagogue where he worships. He states that he is an active
Jew again, has many friends and is no longer afraid to go into public. He helps in the community, and at one time
he owned the nicest restaurant in Anniston.
He tells that he has been back to Germany only one time and did not
recognize it. He did call on a friend
named David Norman and since then has been able to keep in contact with Mr. Norman and his
wife. Mr. Caro says that he will never
forget and will never forgive, but he no longer hates the Germans for what they
did and what they allowed to happen.
Mrs. Caro died in 1967, and Mr. Caro has never remarried.
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