Limoges (Haute Vienne), France, Spring 1943
The children in flight accompanied by "groupe Garel" underground volunteers.
fter appropriate arrangements had apparently been made, a young lady took us—together with two young sisters of pronounced semitic appearance—to the Limoges Railroad Station. The Station Café was full of German soldiers. A soldier motioned to cute little blond blue-eyed Ernest with a sugar cube, an irresistible temptation for a little boy.
Our woman escort hissed—without moving her lips, it seemed, "Don't move, walk away slowly," and we all left the Café in a manner so nonchalant that any casual observer could not detect that these people had something to hide.
The fear had been, of course, that this German would have pulled the boy's pants down to see if he was circumcised, hence Jewish, but it is more likely that he could have had such a blond blue-eyed "Aryan" offspring somewhere in the Fatherland and missed his own little boy.