The Life of Solomon Radasky

The Life of Solomon Radasky

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Solomon Radasky was a survivor of the holocaust. I am writing about how he was moved from camp to camp, his life before the war, and what happened afterwords.

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  • My name is Solomon Radasky and these are my 3 sisters, 2 brothers, mother, and father. I am the only survivor of the holocaust out of my entire family of 78. I was captured and taken to a camp called Umschlagplatz in May 1, 1943.
  • When I was captured, I had already been doing unwilling work for the army as a furrier that made coats. By the time I was about to be captured, most of my family had already been killed or taken from me, so when I heard that someone saw my sister working at a Shultz's shop, I left my work to go and get her. Unfortunately, I didn't find her, couldn't get back to my shop, got stabbed in the leg, and was taken to Umschlagplatz.
  • Life at the camp... was hell. We were starved, worked until our souls bled, beaten daily, and massacred. Many men with addictions to cigarettes often burned pieces of rolled up paper as a replacement. They usually smoked at night so that the soldiers wouldn't catch them, but when one of them got a little impacient, they did it just before the sun went down, causing one such soldier to see the smoke in the sky. No one would admit to smoking said "cigarette", so they beat us in order.... until it was my turn. As I was on the verge of death, another soldier told the man beating me to stop. This soldier had come to take me to another camp, but if I died there, both of them would be in trouble, so he let me go.
  • The soldier was taking many to another camp. The people behind me now were just a few of them. When we got there, most of them were gunned down on the spot. No one was taken to the gas chamber. It was then that I figured out the name of the camp I had been traveling to for so long; Auschwitz. When I got there, I was assigned to digging up sand, put the sand in a bucket, carry it 4 kilometers to the crematorium, put it over the ashes of the dead, and walk 4 kilometers back to camp. I did this for a year.
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