When the Nazis came, not everyone divided neatly into âgoodâ neighbors and âbadâ
Lessons from my fatherâs German village about those who helped the Jews.
By Mimi SchwartzUpdated April 8, 2021, 1:00 p.m.
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The author's father, Arthur Loewengart, returning to Rexingen c. 1970.Loewengart family.
His letter came from South Australia, out of the blue. He wanted to thank me for my book about Christian and Jewish neighbors in the tiny German village of Rexingen, where my fatherâs family was from. âYour father was right,â his letter assured me, âwe all got along before Hitler.â
This man, Max Sayer, was 88 and had grown up five houses from where my fatherâs family had lived for generations. Maxâs Catholic family moved into their house in 1937, a few months after my uncle Julius, the last of our Jewish family to leave Nazi Germany, had sold our familyâs house and fled to America.