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My father died in 1947. We buried him in accordance with the Jewish traditions: with a seven-day ritual, with the relatives sitting on the floor. We observed all the traditions.
Some years had passed and some guests came from Israel. We took them to the cemetery, and strangely enough, my father’s grave had been moved. I couldn’t find his gravestone. I don’t want to tell you how I felt, not to be able to see your father’s grave. And what was the story? In Pazardzhik the son of the undertaker of the Jewish cemetery, Lyubcho, was a partisan. He died and they wanted to erect a memorial for him in the place of my father’s grave but nobody informed us. We presented the case to the mayor of Pazardzhik. My brother, who was a prosecutor in Sofia at the time, intervened, too. We dug the cemetery and found my dad’s skull; my brother recognized him by the teeth. They collected the bones in a bag and buried the remnants in another grave in the cemetery in Pazardzhik.
Some years had passed and some guests came from Israel. We took them to the cemetery, and strangely enough, my father’s grave had been moved. I couldn’t find his gravestone. I don’t want to tell you how I felt, not to be able to see your father’s grave. And what was the story? In Pazardzhik the son of the undertaker of the Jewish cemetery, Lyubcho, was a partisan. He died and they wanted to erect a memorial for him in the place of my father’s grave but nobody informed us. We presented the case to the mayor of Pazardzhik. My brother, who was a prosecutor in Sofia at the time, intervened, too. We dug the cemetery and found my dad’s skull; my brother recognized him by the teeth. They collected the bones in a bag and buried the remnants in another grave in the cemetery in Pazardzhik.
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Pazardzhik
Bulgaria
Interview
Sofi Eshua Danon-Moshe