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We arrived at daybreak, at five o’clock, but it was still dark at Bandi’s, the son-in-law of my mom. Bandi told us that we could bury my father there at noon already. I answered: ‘You won’t bury anybody. You won’t dispose over him, but I will.’ My husband and I went to the synagogue; in its courtyard a cousin of mine lived. I asked him where my father was. He said he was in the morgue. I said to this: ‘Wasn’t there room enough in Bandi’s house to take him home?’ For this is the tradition. In turn all the belongings of my father were packed up in a big case. So we started to make arrangements: we found a car to transport the dead, a car to transport us, then we went to the People’s Council to ask for the paper [the death certificate]. I gave a phone call at home, Scheiner was the president at that time [Editor’s note: that is the president of the Jewish community; Centropa interviewed her wife, Julia Scheiner as well], to organize the funerals at four o’clock. So we got in the car, and we brought my father. We transported him up in the Jewish cemetery.
Period
Year
1978
Location
Koloszvar
Romania
Interview
Berta Grunstein