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Before and during World War II, the composition of the village was approximately thefollowing: O- and Uj-Szivac was one at that time, but 95% of the inhabitants in Uj-Szivac wereGerman, and O-Szivac was mixed. The entire population came to 14,000 among them 8,000-8,500 Germans, 1,200-1,300 Hungarians, and about 4,800 Serbs.When the Hungarian troops withdrew from the village on the 12th and 13th of October,1944, the "communist" commando was formed at once, and they began arresting people (men)on the 15th. Two armed so-called "partisans" carried off my father and me on the 17th. I was ledto a many-storied barn in O-Szivac, where they had already arrested 40-50 local Hungarians andsome Germans. My father was driven to Uj-Szivac, where there were only 10-12 men at thevillage hall, since the partisans did not take any more people there.64Where I was, additional people were brought in. A couple of us were let free, but on the 1st ofNovember, at nine in the morning a group of strangers, called "partisans", burst into the house.They told us they were from Csurog, and that they would shoot, but they just beat us. Most ofthem struck us with rifle butts, in the head, in the shoulder, up and down. I lost consciousnessbecause of the blows, and recovered my senses in the afternoon, but I was unable to move eventhen. The barn (magazine) was at the end of the garden of the Serb school. The Serb teacherrushed to my mother and told her that I was dead. My mother was running to and fro, and triedeverything to get me out of there. At last, with much difficulty, the doctor came to see me. Ireceived an injection from the village doctor, at least I was told so, and regained myconsciousness at about five. But I still was not able to move. At six an official came with thedoctor and with another injection. They put me on a stretcher, and handed me over in the streetto two youngsters. They carried me home, but my mother was not allowed to see me. I could gethome only this way, with a fracture of a rib, unable to see, to hear, or feel anything. By the nextmorning the ten people in the barn in Uj-Szivac had all disappeared. On November 2, we learntthat they had all been executed on that night. My father was among them.Two months later we found out that my cousin had escaped from the Serb cemetery,where all the others were massacred.At the end of December, I was driven to a private infirmary in Hodsag, now Odzaci. Iwas treated so efficiently that in two or three months I could get about again. I stayed in Hodsagtill 1955, when we moved to Szabadka, I still live here. I don't own a thing at home, in O-Szivac,they confiscated all I had. My mother was interned in a camp (lager) without a proper judicialprocess, and released after half a year. She was allowed to live in our house until her death, that'sall they permitted her. Later on she moved in with us in Szabadka.It was only the two of us who escaped from the barn, where 73 men were locked up. Mycousin still lives in Moravica.Dear Mr. Cseres, if you make use of anything written down here please do not mentionmy name, and burn the letter. I would like present-day generations to be aware of what happenedto innocent people who were not even interrogated or sentenced. All that took place then is stillconsidered taboo by the authorities.The roll of the executed victims,