
Kristallnacht had just rocked Nazi Germany. The pogroms killed 
				dozens of Jews, burned hundreds of synagogues and imprisoned 
				tens of thousands in concentration camps. Many historians see 
				them as the start of Hitler's Final Solution.
Amid the horror, 
				Britain agreed to take in children threatened by the Nazi murder 
				machine.
				Seventy-five years ago this week, the first group of kids 
				arrived without their parents at the English port of Harwich, 
				and took a train to London's Liverpool Street Station.
				Some 10,000 children, most but not all Jewish, would escape 
				the Nazis in the months to come — until the outbreak of war in 
				September 1939, when the borders were closed.
				From London the children went to homes and hostels across 
				Britain. But their parents — the few that eventually made it 
				over — were placed in camps as "enemy aliens."
				Many of the children settled in Britain, having found their 
				families wiped out by the Nazis.
				Monday is World Kindertransport Day, with events to mark the 
				anniversary in many countries. These are the stories of five 
				Kinder in their own words. The AP has removed some sentences for 
				purposes of condensing their accounts.
				
				
				OSCAR FINDLING, 91
				My father was not a German citizen. On the night before 
				Kristallnacht, he was arrested by the Gestapo.
				That was the last I saw of my father.
				As soon as we found out (about the Kindertransport), my 
				mother went to where the committee was and put my name down. She 
				wouldn't put my brother down because, she said, "I don't want to 
				lose both my sons on one day."
				I'll never forget the last words my mother said: "Will I ever 
				see you again?"
				Prophetic words.
				I was two years in a hostel in Manchester. The committee got 
				me a job in a fur shop. Once I was over 18 I was allowed to go 
				to London. In 1944 I got papers from the Ministry of Labor that 
				I had to go in the army.
				It took me 30 years to get my parents' story together. 
				Basically they were put in the ghetto in 1941 and in September 
				1942 ... they were all put on the cattle trains. They were sent 
				to a place called Belzec, which was one of the well-known gas 
				chambers near Treblinka.
				And that was that.
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				Already 16 when he arrived in June 1939, Findling, who grew 
				up in the eastern German city of Leipzig, is the oldest 
				surviving Kind. After a career in garment manufacturing, he now 
				lives with his second wife in London.
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				HERBERT LEVY, 84
				My parents had tried to get out of Germany for many years but 
				it was very difficult to get into anywhere until the British 
				government allowed children to come on the Kindertransport. My 
				parents applied, and by pure luck I was one of the chosen ones. 
				I was not yet 10 years old.
				My parents took me to the station. I said goodbye to my 
				grandparents. My grandfather was to die a few weeks later. My 
				grandmother was one of the 6 million people who died in the 
				extermination camps, with her two sisters, many cousins, many 
				nephews and nieces.
				We finally arrived at the border. You can't imagine the 
				relief of being in Holland, to have passed Nazi Germany.
				It was fantastic to feel free at last.
				
				
				
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				Levy came from Berlin via the Netherlands in June 1939. 
				Months later, his parents joined him. They were interned in a 
				British camp for "enemy aliens." Levy recalls being greeted with 
				chants of 'Bloody Germans!' ("This was quite amazing for me," he 
				said, "because I had been shouted at as 'bloody Jew' until 
				recently.") Levy went on to become an actor. His wife, Lillian, 
				survived the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp.
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				THE REV. FRANCIS WAHLE, 84
				Hitler marched into Austria in March 1938. Until that time I 
				was just an ordinary Catholic. I then discovered that I was 
				Jewish as far as Hitler was concerned, because all my four 
				grandparents were Jewish. My parents tried to get us out. As we 
				had relations in Italy the first attempt was to get us out to 
				Italy, but they never got all the right papers. So we started 
				learning English.
				I was 9½ at the time. It was dreary, that journey through 
				Germany, until we came to the Dutch border, and then the ladies 
				provided the kids with soft drinks and a bit of cake.
				My sister and I were split up. I was very lucky. I was taken 
				to a place in Sussex. A lady had let the committee have her very 
				large place for the refugees.
				I stayed there until 1940. At that time a new regulation came 
				in that enemy aliens — and of course we were classed as enemy 
				aliens — were not allowed to be within so many miles of the 
				coast because we might be spies. And so we had to leave. I was 
				taken on for free by the Jesuits in a boarding school.
				Having escaped death really, and my parents having escaped 
				death, it's made me immensely grateful to God, and I suppose the 
				fact of becoming a priest is the result of that.
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