I heard people talking about what this Red Army did to any…

“I look at my mother, connected by a breath of glimmering hope, her red and shadowed eyes reveal that some element of our whole…

— Alfred Nestor

“I thought of the people on the roof and wondered how they managed to stay up there as there was nothing to hang on…

— Alfred Nestor

“One woman, called Eva, used to visit my mother and sometimes we would call in next door to visit her. Sometimes Frau Eva gave…

— Alfred Nestor

“Within minutes we had left the station and were entering a cutting with trees on both sides, so the horror of the massacre was…

— Alfred Nestor

“I quickly got used to being picked up by my mother, and taken to the air raid shelter near our home. Although frightening, this…

— Alfred Nestor

“I do recall hearing a conversation in our home in Strausberg, between my mother and my father, where my mother sounded very angry that…

— Alfred Nestor

“As he journeyed alone toward the monster that is death, we could do nothing to help him, nor the others still alive; all the…

— Alfred Nestor

“He loved children and used to dandle me on his knee. This was how the title came about for this book, Uncle Hitler, although…

— Alfred Nestor

“The fact is that many people did not – and still do not – understand that many Germans were held in the concentration camps…

— Alfred Nestor

“Later, I started to understand just why these children ‘hated’ us other children. I understood that they did not, in fact, hate ‘us’, but…

— Alfred Nestor

“But the public did not know the truth about what happened to the people in the trucks; they believed the stories from the government,…

— Alfred Nestor

“Children accept the conditions they are born into, and, to a degree, I was getting used to the bombings, fires, and death around me.…

— Alfred Nestor

“One day, I noticed that my father’s uniform had changed from a smart, light green colour with silver edging on the shoulder straps to…

— Alfred Nestor

“I remember seeing one elderly man look at us, and he held his hand out, and most frightening were his eyes, dark as a…

— Alfred Nestor

“We had the air war overhead, which was frightening, but we were, in a way, getting used to it. Now, however, we could hear…

— Alfred Nestor