June 30 to July 10, 1944: From Bergen-Belsen to Palestine by Train

The train wasn’t there yet. If only it would come! I was waiting anxiously. Thank God, finally the train was announced; it arrived, and we all got on, overjoyed. There were seven or eight of us in the compartment. I was riding with a young Viennese woman who was married to an older gentleman (it was her second marriage); they had a lovely adopted child. Then there were two young girls; they had been living apart from their parents for a long time and were immensely looking forward to seeing them again. Later I would learn by chance that their