Small Riga Ghetto
Small Riga Ghetto
Small Riga Ghetto
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blanket. Initially the blanket distribution was very disorganized, and one often<br />
had to sleep without a blanket. Every barrack received its block elder with his<br />
rubber truncheon. First we had a Polish Jew, Ignatz, who was always using his<br />
rubber truncheon. After him came one of our own, who was milder. The block<br />
elder who ruled the second block was clearly a sadist: a German Jew named<br />
Salomon who made everyone feel his power. We trembled in fear of him, just<br />
as we trembled in fear of the camp elder. There were also some associates of<br />
the camp representative (Izke and others), who had also received directions<br />
from Kagan. The camp elder had a small room of his own in which he lived<br />
together with his younger brother, who was considerably more decent than he<br />
was, and the quartermaster Wilner, a very honorable and pious German Jew.<br />
Workshops were set up once again. There was a small shoemaker's workshop,<br />
a tailoring shop and a barbershop. A special barber was appointed for<br />
the SS men; this was Fonarjow, who had already held this position in Kaiserwald.<br />
He often assured us that more than once he had wanted to slit his customers'<br />
throats. A carpentry workshop was also set up with the engineer<br />
Mischkinski as foreman. Mischkinski was one of Schuller's favorites. The internal<br />
work was done by a special work crew led by our comrade Nachke.<br />
This group (which included Dsemse, Zapp and others) received privileged<br />
treatment from the camp elder, and it was deployed wherever there was "easy<br />
work" and good opportunities to "organize" things. It also had a special corner<br />
in the barrack; there the members of the group ate together. Whenever we<br />
passed this table our mouths watered. All the members of this work crew were<br />
part of the camp's VIPs, and everyone was afraid of falling into "their hands".<br />
We were allowed to use the sleeping barracks only for sleeping, and there<br />
was a special dining hall for meals. The tables were numbered and everyone<br />
had his assigned place. Every table had a table representative who received the<br />
food from the block elder and had to distribute it. The food was brought in<br />
buckets from the kitchen of the women's camp. The kitchen was headed by the<br />
SS man Drybe, who had carried out the large action to exterminate the Jews in<br />
Klooga, Estonia. All the signs in the dining hall and all the numbers in it had<br />
been painted by our comrade Joffe with my help.<br />
The elder of Table No. 1 was the well-known Zionist activist Rosenthal.<br />
Then came the Czech table, where only Czech Jews sat and only Czech was<br />
spoken. As always, I was "lucky" with the number 13. My table was No. 13,<br />
and its elderwas my comrade Njoma Kurin. Sometimes he took a bit more for<br />
himself, but in spite of our great hunger we overlooked this. Because a more<br />
educated group of people had clustered together at our table, the others called