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I was born in Munkacs, Czechoslovakia, in 1927. We were a family of five. Only one brother and I survived. In February, 1944, our family was taken to Auschwitz-Birkenau. That was the last time I saw my mother. From then until 1945, it was hell. My father, brother and I were sent to Warsaw to clean up the demolished ghetto. In 1945, my brother and I met going back to Munkacs and escaped the Russian-Hungarian occupation. We found our way to a kibbutz group in Budapest and made it to Palestine. The American Joint Committee settled me in Pittsburgh, PA. Five and a half years later, as a U.S. citizen, I found my way to Los Angeles and made a good life.
Munkacs, Czechoslovakia
Ernest Weiss