Interview with Lone Survivor of Torpedoed Jewish Refugee Ship Struma

It's these kind of stories that make me incandescent with rage. Look at the behaviour of all our governments. Why only blame nazi germany? When the British Turkish Russian american all govt's did sweet fuck all? And then people say that the Jews complain too much. Bloody hell. As if there is a statute of limitations on genocide. And despite the cries against genocide, Rwanda, Sarajevo, Bangladesh happened. Bah

Interview with Lone Survivor of Torpedoed Jewish Refugee Ship Struma - SPIEGEL ONLINE
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In 1942, a Soviet submarine in the Black Sea torpedoed and sank the Struma, a ship filled with almost 800 Jewish refugees headed from Romania to the Holy Land. David Stoliar, the lone survivor, agreed to share his story with SPIEGEL ONLINE.

David Stoliar’s neat house sits atop a hill on the edge of Bend, a small city in central Oregon. A few steps lead up to the front door. Stoliar’s wife, Marda, opens, followed by a happy beagle. “Come in,” she says cheerfully. “Come in.”

Her husband is waiting in the living room, surrounded by souvenirs and family photos. Stoliar, his light-blue eyes twinkling, appears much younger than 90. He laughs, chats about the weather, mentions the road conditions up on nearby Mount Hood. He’s making small talk, obviously, to avoid the actual topic of this visit.

David Stoliar needs time to bring his thoughts — and himself — all the way back to that night. He’s actually never discussed it before with a German reporter. “Nobody has asked me,” he says with a shrug, adding emphatically that, after this meeting, he won’t ever speak of it again — with no one, no matter what or where they’re from. 

“Not a good memory,” Stoliar states matter-of-factly. “I just want to finish my life in peace.”

But memories, of course, can’t be dismissed so easily. Especially these memories. The explosion, catapulting him into the water. The screams of the others, fading slowly. The wait for his own certain death on that icy night at sea.

Stoliar’s story has always been a taboo of sorts. His ordeal illuminates a forgotten, inconvenient chapter of the Holocaust, which the then-Allies would rather not be reminded of. For, if anything, they chose to look the other way — before, during and after. 

“Everybody had an excuse,” Marda says.