Wisnicka Genowefa

It was the time of the Easter retreat, so people were going to confession, before the holidays. And she says: "I’m going to Żelechów". "But how’re you gonna go?". Mom dressed her as a country girl she took a prayer book.She says: "I’ll say I’m going to the conferssions". "Don’t say conferssions, say you’re going to confession! Confession, not conferssions". She was a blond girl, I remember, blond, I don’t think she looked Jewish, she was quite pretty.

The barn was wooden, made of wood. And under the granary – there was this granary for the grain, with a high floor – under the floor they had this place prepared, with a place to sleep, and everything. And they could come out at night, an’ when it was cold, they’d come to the house at night to sleep. An’ then hide again.

"What’s this? The bread’s gone and there’s barley left on the floor”. An’ he asked them later - but those others were gone. And that time there was so much snow, at first there was none, and then when it got to snowing, all tracks were gone. And he says: "Don’t do that,” he said, "you’re … you’re here, then lay low”. And sometimes that our couple would ask to give them some more tea or more soup. And they wouldn’t say why. And it was for those others! And later when those others left, when the snow was gone, they left right away, we didn’t know where, and those our guys stayed until the end.