Lieutenant Václav Hrdlička

“We tried to live our lives so as to serve as an example. We fought for something. We fought so that the generation of today wouldn’t need to suffer hardship. But what do we see today. Crime, hatred, fraud. This doesn’t lead anywhere. This generation is drowning itself. I lived for forty years abroad but I’ve never seen what I see here in Bohemia. We don’t even have a government. If such a tiny country cannot agree on its statehood, then I don’t know what I’m supposed to feel like. I’m not Swedish, nor Czech nor Ukrainian. Although I have Czech citizenship, it’s no god to me because today, all I can do is be ashamed for being a Czech. I deeply regret that I came back.”

“I got a little advice from my colleagues from CIC. I walked on to České Budějovice and then to Český Krumlov. A family lived there – I don’t remember their names anymore but they helped with the way. I got directly to the border and was very fortunate because I got to Austria without problems. When I came to the border I saw a high barbed-wire fence that stretched for miles with no end. I thought there was no way how to make it through but then I realized that those people told me about a crossing point for military personnel that was supposed to be somewhere nearby. I eventually found it and crossed the border. Then I ran for about ten or fifteen minutes because it was still Czechoslovak territory. When I passed the Austrian customs house I knew I was finally free. The passage underneath the fence wasn’t secured although it was hardly a hundred meters away from the guarding tower and the road. They must have thought that no one would dare to choose this place. Moreover, the place was heavily covered by grass and bushes.”

“In our town, there lived several hundreds of Jews and Poles and about six Czech families. The Jewish population made up the majority. When the Germans came, they put all the Jews into a ghetto that was formed about six months after the arrival of the Germans. In the ghetto, the Jews were left to wait for their death. There was a gorge nearby the town. They took them there and stripped them off their clothes. Then they took them into another part of the gorge and shot them there. About a thousand people were killed there, including little children. They managed to kill them all within three to four hours. Recently, I went to the place, I think it was in 1990 or 1996. The bones can still be seen in the gorge. They stick out of the ground. It has to be because of the rain. Some of the victims fell into the river. I saw these executions with my own eyes. People from the town went to the place out of curiosity to see what was happening. They didn’t know what the Germans had planned. I didn’t believe they would really shoot them. I thought they just wanted to rob them of all they had. Then I saw the shootings. I saw my friends, my teacher and our neighbors being shot. They were stripped naked and then they were dead.”

“You can hardly imagine how tired we were. Once, I fell asleep and only woke up after 24 hours. When I woke up I was all covered with mud and dirt and I had no idea where I was. My unit had long been gone, it had marched forward and they simply left me behind. The only thing I had with me was a radio device and a set of headphones. I had no clue how I got there or how it happened. Something must have exploded while I was asleep and covered me with earth. But I was unharmed.”