“The people put the slice of bread, like myself, underneath the pillow until the morning. You could hear during the night shouting. ‘You stole my bread. You stole my quota.’ Somebody stole each other’s slice of bread. So the law, unofficial law was, he had to be killed, by strangling. Who done it, either the people themselves, or if there was a nice man, a kapo, which he was a Jew or sympathetic, he done it, strangled him, and put him down in the wash-room, the toilets, and that’s how the… Every morning when we came down to have a wash you could see somebody is laying there from different places. Because, if you took somebody’s slice of bread away, you took his… they considered he took most of your life away, it was your living. The Germans didn’t know about it.”
Morris Frenkel Born 1925, Lodz, Poland. Lodz ghetto. Birkenau and Auschwitz camps. Liberated from Dachau camp. Arrived in England 1947. Married, two sons