My husband, Charles Shane, Chaim Szlamberg, was born on 21st Dec 1927 in Lodz Poland. He came from a happy childhood until the war and together with his family he moved to the Warsaw ghetto. In 1940 he was sent to Kielce-Hasag, a hard labour camp. From there he went to Buchenwald and then to Theresienstadt where he was liberated in May 1945. He lost his parents, his three brothers and sisters and many aunts and uncles. He was alone.

He was brought to England in August 1945 and was looked after in Windermere for about 6 months and then he made a new life in London. He worked hard and became a button dyer. In 1948 he joined the Israeli army and fought for Israel. When he came back to England, someone he knew told him about a brother of his had survived the camps and was living in Israel.

I met Charlie in Manchester at the 45 Aid club in 1947 when I was 16. I thought he was wonderful because of his lovely nature. We courted for 2 years and then married on 24th December 1950. Slowly followed two beautiful sons, Michael and Elton, making a lovely family. Michael met and married Linda, Elton married Caron then Susan. Later four lovely grandchildren arrived, Daniel, Katie, Samantha and Georgia. Charles left us on October 29th 2009.

Anita Shane

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Emil Stein

Our square represents the life & family of our father, Emil (Judah) Stein (nee Shtajnbrecher), who was born on 10th March, 1930 in Bedzin, Poland. After the Shoah, he was brought to Windermere, England with “The Boys” in 1945. In 1947 he travelled through Europe to join the Machal and fight for the State of Israel. On leaving the Army, he joined the Israeli Police Force (main photo). Later, on his return to England, he joined his older brother Icky (Yitzchak) Stein, also a survivor, and they worked together in London as electricians.Emil leaves his legacy of four children as you can see – Esther was born in 1953 and the youngest, Leslie, was born in 1976.
Emil loved to read, hence the newspaper print background – a reproduction of an actual article published about him in a local newspaper. And he loved music and dancing – cutting a fine figure on the dance floor whenever he could.

Rosalind Raphael

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I was born in Vienna, Austria, on the 18th December 1941. My mother’s name was Elsa and at 32 years old she went and had me, not at a very good time. She had all the pain of my birth and none of the pleasure.
In the summer of 1942 she put me into an orphanage and she was then transported to her death at a camp called Maly Trostenets near Minsk. In September 1942 at just 9 months old I was discovered by the Gestapo and sent to Terezin where I stayed until liberation by the Russians in May 1945. After a little recuperation I was sent to England with about 700 other survivor children in a Sterling bomber plane. I ended up in a place called Bulldogs Bank with five other children and we were looked after by two German sisters called Sophie and Gertrude Dann. We six children were the youngest of the Boys. They looked after us 24/7 and did a fantastic job at making us feel ‘normal’. After a year I was sent to a place called Weir Courtney where some of the older children from the camps where housed.A year later I was eventually fostered by a Jewish couple, Ralph and Anne, who officially adopted me when I was 9 years old and became my parents and family. I had a normal up bringing in north London until the full past of what I had gone through was revealed to me and it has taken me over 50 years of searching to find out the full horror.
Today I have two daughters and three grandchildren which is a wonderful part of my life.

Jackie Young

David was born in Tuerk, Poland in May 1928. He came from an orthodox family. He was taken along with his older brother Mendel to Auschwitz labour camp. He was liberated from Theresienstadt and was brought to England in 1945. His only surviving sibling was liberated to Italy for a short while and made his home in America.

He started a new life with two other survivors, Pinkus Kerned and Yankel (Jack) Aizenberg, as handbag and luggage manufacturers. David passed away at the age of 57 in 1985. His wife Hynda and children Stephanie and Anthony were his life, he gave us what he couldn’t have. He thanked Hashem every day for being one of the lucky ones who survived. It was a lottery, he told me.

The square represents David’s happier times: his business, his hobbies, his children. We still all miss him today.

Anthony Sommer

Icky was born on 2 December 1924 in Bedzin, Poland. He was sent to Auschwitz, Monowitz, Buchenwald and Theresienstadt. He was liberated in May 1945 and went to Prague. From there he was brought to England in late 1945, first to Windermere and eventually moving to London where he made a new life. He became an electrical contractor, married Patricia Abrahams and together they had two children, Aron and Avril. I chose these photographs as they portray a brief history of the time my late father spent in the UK from the mid 1940s to the time of his death in 1995. Some show him as a young man. In one photograph he is admiring his first commercial vehicle and in another he is with his son Aron, at the Wailing Wall in 1968 at his Barmitzvah. He is also pictured with his adored granddaughters Natalie and Zoe and with my late mother Pat.

Aron Stein-Hearn

Alec was born (Abram Warszaw) in Parysow near Lublin, Poland, and lived mainly in the village of Magnuszew. He survived two ghettos, three slave labour camps and two concentration camps and was liberated from Mauthausen by the Americans on 5th May 1945. Alec’s entire family perished during the war but the shooting of his younger brother Laib (aged just 9), who he protected for three months in the forest following their escape from the ghetto, had a particularly profound impact on him.
Alec came to England in October 1945 and became a tailor and then a quality controller for Windsmoor. He fell in love with Hettie Cohen in 1952 and married in 1953. They had two children, Lyla and Mark, who died in 1981 aged 23 of melanoma. Alec adores his grandson Liron, named after Laib and welcomed his son in law Barend and his children into the family.

Music is a thread running through Alec’s life. As a child he enjoyed singing at home and in the synagogue and remembers being embarrassed when his mother called in the neighbours to hear him singing when collecting potatoes from their cellar. He has fond memories of klezmer music at weddings and classical music at skating rinks. He also remembers a soldier who came to a Friday night service singing “Lecha Dodi” beautifully and perpetuates the memory by singing this melody when he is called up to the Torah. In the ghetto he smuggled in cigarettes to sell, attracting customers by singing songs like “Papierosen.” “If you buy my cigarettes you will rescue me from certain death.”

In the camps he formed a friendship with a boy with a wonderful voice and they would sing together to soothe themselves. Alec made this friend a hat from scraps of blanket and twisted yarn that he collected from the handles of boxes he carried for work. In Buchenwald, when lining up for roll call dressed in a thin striped uniform, he would hear the inmates’ orchestra. Alec has always been perplexed by the psychology behind the cruel disconnect of music with inhumane conditions. But following retirement, listening to music and gardening has given Alec pleasure and comfort.

Alec has given talks to synagogues, schools, and many other settings, to speak about his experiences and to create witnesses to his testimony. He always tried to include some songs including “Papierosen” and would end with the words “I implore you not to hate as it was hatred that caused the Holocaust in the first place. Had I lived with hatred in my heart for the last 60 odd years I would not be here today.” This has inspired generations of all ethnicities and faiths.

Layla Ward

Jerry’s journey is represented by four playing cards. Follow the cord to see the order of the journey. Jerry and his parents had to leave their home in Radom, when he was 8 years old, hence the Polish flag and photo on playing card, showing No. 8.

The cord then snakes right to the Russian flag, where he survived, with his mother, until the age of 15. As there were no photos from this time, we used a Tea Bag to represent the tea bushes where he and the other children had to pick tea leaves. The cord then veers left to the British flag, where he lived from after the war until the age of 63. The photos are of his wedding to Mildred (Helen) Solomon and his three children, Suzanne, Michael and Ruth. The cord then goes to the right to the Israeli flag. His three children had previously settled in Israel and he and Mil joined them in Jerusalem, where they were blessed with eleven grand-children. The upper photo shows all of the grandchildren. We used playing cards to show his age at the various stages of the journey, as he was a champion Bridge player and Bridge was his greatest hobby. He greatly enjoyed his time in Israel but sadly passed away at the age of 67.

Regretfully, he did not live to meet his great grandson, and namesake, Eitan Yisrael. The second photo, below that of all of the grandchildren, is of his eldest grandson Eliyahu, with his wife Hodaya, who designed the square, despite coming into our lives several years after his passing, together with great grandson Eitan Yisrael.

Mildred Helen Wegier, Suzanne Farber,

Michael Wegier and Ruth Nachinson

Moszek and Fajga Szternfeld lived in Zgierz and had four sons: Bolek (b1924), Mietek, my dad (b1927), Jakob (b1930) and Falk (b1934). Mietek’s childhood memories revolved around his grandmother Sarah and horse riding with his father, wearing his treasured riding boots.The whole family was registered in the Lodz ghetto in 1941. His parents died in 1942. His two younger brothers may also have perished then but no record has yet been found.
Bolek and Mietek were sent to different slave labour camps, not meeting again until 1944, when they were on the same train to Auschwitz. They agreed to jump: Mietek succeeded, Bolek didn’t and dad believed his older brother died that year. Surviving this train escape he was eventually recaptured, taken to Buchenwald and then Theresienstadt where he was liberated in May 1945. Overcoming typhoid, Mietek was lucky enough to be on the first RAF plane of survivors allowed into the UK.

Life began again in Windermere and subsequently Montford Hall, where he met his future wife, Marion Maxfield. Before that happened, the Red Cross arranged for Mietek to join an uncle, that he didn’t know, in the USA, but they did not gel and he left to join the US Army.

Now a US citizen, Michael Stern travelled back to the UK and married Marion in 1951. They lived first in the USA, returning to England in 1956, and lived close to Montford Hall.

In 1958, Michael discovered that Bolek had actually survived. He lived near Tel Aviv with his wife Itka (another survivor) and their three children.
A massive heart attack killed my dad on Yom Kippur 1995. Never overtly religious, he prayed for his family and gave thanks for his life every single day. He left behind a loving wife, an eternally grateful son, a caring daughter-in-law and two beautiful granddaughters.

Kim Stern