How to Flee the Gestapo

If you read the last few posts about families in Dutch-Paris, you may have wondered why there is hardly anything in the documents about the children left behind to fend for themselves when their parents were arrested for resistance. After all, that would not go unnoticed or undiscussed today.

I suspect that there are two main parts to the reason. In the first place, the Second World War traumatized the entire continent. When it ended, millions were dead. Millions were displaced and living in refugee camps. There were entire refugee camps of orphaned children. There wasn’t enough food, or fuel, or clothing. Entire cities had been laid waste. So a few kids who were living on their own in their family homes in a part of Europe that was still standing were hardly the biggest problem or the greatest tragedy around. It was a tragedy for them, but, comparatively speaking, they were doing pretty well.

The people who noticed these kids on their own were connected to them in some way as neighbors, relatives or other members of Dutch-Paris. They just Read the rest of this entry »

In the past couple of posts we’ve talked about the families involved in Dutch-Paris. Some made it through the war without arrests but others were not so lucky. What happened to the children while the parents were prisoners?

The documents do not go into detail about how the children navigated the last 15 months of the war after their parents were arrested, but they do give some hints.

The nine and eleven year old daughters of the French customs official on the Swiss border who was arrested by mysterious police were taken in by a neighbor after their mother was arrested in March 1944. They returned to their mother’s care after she was liberated from prison in August 1944.

Three Dutch-Paris families were disrupted by arrests in Paris. In one family both parents were arrested and then deported to the concentration camps. The oldest child, a daughter, was old enough to work. She had one or two younger brothers. Their parents’ employer allowed them to stay in their apartment while their parents were gone and gave them money.

Everyone in the second family in Paris, including the nine year old daughter, spent two nights in a French jail. The French police turned the father over to the Germans but let the others go. They returned to their apartment, under surveillance. Two months later, the mother died of a heart attack during a bombing raid. That left the 16 year old twins and their sister alone in Paris for the last year of the war. It is not clear how they managed to survive, although leaders of Dutch-Paris who evaded arrest did take cash to them. They also helped the three orphans to resettle after the war.

In the third family, the father and teenage son were arrested, but the mother and young daughter were not. Dutch-Paris offered to take the mother and girl to Switzerland, but the mother felt that she was too pregnant to make the journey. Dutch-Paris made sure she had cash. Dutch-Paris also hired a lawyer to get the boy out of prison. The lawyer succeeded in making a deal because he was under 16. The Germans agreed to let him go as long as he returned to family in the Netherlands. He did so, but disappeared in the spring of 1945. The father returned from the concentration camps that summer to be reunited with his wife and two daughters. They continued to look for their missing son into the 1960s.

Those are the bare facts as related by the documents. Surely, there is much more to each story. But they all boil down to one thing. The children of resisters had to rely on the kindness of others. Just as the people Dutch-Paris rescued had to rely on the kindness of strangers for their own survival.

Most of the men and women who rescued others as part of Dutch-Paris were either unmarried or old enough that their children had already left home. But there were men and women who had the courage to join even though they had young children.

Sometimes it turned out alright. For example, a Jewish couple walked out of Amsterdam in 1943, pushing their baby in a stroller. They took refuge in Brussels and worked full time supporting other Jewish people in hiding as part of the Comite. But first they found a good foster home for their baby, now a toddler. They did not want the Germans to find him if they were arrested. Nor did they want their son to grow up in a world run by Nazis.

Also in Brussels, the father of seven children at home joined the Comite. He was extremely active in finding creative ways to fund the rescue efforts and even allowed fugitives to stay at the family home. In this case, his wife clearly shared in his commitment to resistance, although she does not figure in the lists of network members.

Both of those families made it through the war without anyone being arrested. But other families in the line were not so lucky.

On the French side of the Swiss border, a customs agent and his wife actively assisted Dutch-Paris with smuggling documents and people over the border. They opened their home to fugitives on more than one occasion. But the father was shot and arrested by plainclothes police in the spring of 1944. To this day no one has been able to identify exactly who these agents were or what unit they belonged to. He never returned. The mother was arrested in March 1944 when delivering illegal documents. She was liberated from a German prison in August 1944 but was rumored to have suffered from a nervous breakdown.

In Paris an entire family – mother, father, 16 year old twins and 9 year old daughter – spent two nights in a French prison. The family was released, except for the father. He was turned over to the Germans and died in a concentration camp in February 1945. The mother died during a bombing raid in April 1944.

The parents of another family in Paris were both arrested and deported to the concentration camps. The father died there although the mother returned in the summer of 1945.

And, of course, there was the father who was arrested with his 14 year old son in Paris.  The mother, who was pregnant, and young daughter of the family escaped arrest because they were staying at a different hiding place than the father and son.

These parent resisters knew the sort of risks that they were taking for themselves and for their children.  But for them it was much worse to allow the Nazis to implement the hate-filled society of Hitler’s Thousand Year Reich.

War does not spare children. They are injured, maimed and killed by bullets, missiles and shrapnel. They spend anxious nights in underground shelters while their homes are bombed. They go hungry. They are orphaned. During the Second World War the Nazis deliberately murdered children alongside their parents as part of their crazed plans of social engineering.

War also asks parents to make impossible choices. The most extreme example from the Second World War is the Jewish parents who had to decide whether they should take their children with them for “relocation to the east” – which turned out to be mass murder in the extermination camps – or leave their children with strangers.

Many parents faced less extreme but still difficult ethical choices. How far can you go to get food for your children? Is illegal trading on the black market justifiable if the food is for your children? Is it ok to date an enemy soldier if your husband’s been in a POW camp for three years and you can’t make enough money to buy enough food for your child? What about collaborating with the enemy if it protects your children?

On the other side of the same coin, is it ok to join the resistance if it will endanger your children? Because the Nazis used children to make their resister parents talk. In fact, Dutch-Paris smuggled the children of two resistance families into Switzerland so that the children could not be used as hostages.

And in February 1944 the Germans arrested a 14 year old boy along with his father, a local leader of Dutch-Paris. The Germans tortured the father in front of the boy. But the father had expected that something like that would happen and had told his son not to talk no matter what. The father survived the war and wrote in his report that “like a hero” his son did not buckle under that psychological pressure. But the son did not survive the war.

Every parent of children still young enough to live at home who joined Dutch-Paris did so at the peril of those children. That took extraordinary courage.

Good news for all of you who are researching Engelandvaarders*. In conjunction with the Engelandvaardersmuseum and the Netwerk Oorlogsbronnen, the Nationaal Archief in Den Haag is working on a project to digitize their documents about Engelandvaarders and create an online map of the routes that Engelandvaarders used. The goal is to make it possible to reconstruct any particular Engelandvaarder’s journey with a few clicks of the mouse. It should be up and running by the end of next year. For more information and who to contact, check out the project’s page https://www.nationaalarchief.nl/de-engelandvaarders-in-kaart-brengen.

Any foreign national who arrived in the United Kingdom during the war was interned at the Royal Patriotic School and interrogated by the British about who they were and how they got out of Occupied Europe. The British were, of course, looking for German spies trying to pass themselves off as Dutch or French or Czech or anything else. They did find a few, and executed them.

Not surprisingly, the Dutch authorities in London also Read the rest of this entry »

Here’s another story that turns on luck, sent to me by the son of an Engelandvaarder.

This is a Dutch-Paris story in a very roundabout way. The Engelandvaarder, whom we’ll call Jack, made it to Spain with the help of Dutch-Paris. He then trained with the Dutch Bureau Inlichtingen (Information Bureau) and ended up working with the British and American units who identified civilians who had helped Allied aviators as well as hunting down traitors. The American aviator in this story worked for the American MIS-X bureau in Holland and so with Jack.

The American aviator, who we’ll call Frank, was the navigator on a B-24 that was shot up on a bombing raid over Berlin on 29 April 1944. The crew bailed out over eastern Netherlands. Frank was taken up by the Dutch resistance, which moved him from hiding place to hiding place until he reached an apartment in Amsterdam in Fall 1944.

One day when he was in the shower, Frank sang Read the rest of this entry »

The last two posts described episodes in the history of Dutch-Paris in which a stranger on the street acted spontaneously in a way that helped or hindered someone associated with Dutch-Paris. The Engelandvaarder in one of those stories assured me that he’d benefited from good luck and that luck played an important role in everyone’s life during the war.

If you don’t like the idea of luck, you can also call it being in the right or wrong place at the right or wrong time. There are plenty of examples of that as well in the history of Dutch-Paris.
Here’s a very unfortunate example of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. When the Gestapo, Abwehr and other German police decided to make their move against Dutch-Paris in February 1944 they did so in a coordinated series of arrests in Paris, Lyon, Annecy and Brussels. They had a list of people to arrest at certain addresses.

One of those names was the Dutch consul in Lyon, an insurance agent. The Gestapo arrived at Read the rest of this entry »

In my last post I described a seemingly random occurrence, apparently meant as a gesture of goodwill, that had disastrous consequences for the men and women of Dutch-Paris and those they were helping. A random passerby saw a courier drop a notebook and returned it to her in front of the policemen who had arrested her.

Random interventions by passersby, however, did not always have unfortunate consequences. They might also save a person, as happened in another Dutch-Paris story.
A young Dutchman, an Engelandvaarder, was arrested in Paris but jumped out of the Wehrmacht car taking him to Gestapo HQ and ran off into the streets of Paris. He found himself on a busy shopping street with police whistles going off all around. Where to go? What to do?

An older lady who happened to be on the street for some errand of her own saw the young man and Read the rest of this entry »

An Engelandvaarder with whom I had the great honor and pleasure to correspond, told me that luck played a crucial role in his escape from the Nazis. You may or may not believe in luck, but there are at least two instances of the history of Dutch-Paris hinging on the actions of passersby that I know of. Their effects were both negative and positive.
Here’s an example of a negative consequence.

In early February 1944, French collaborationist police arrested a young Dutch-Paris courier at a café in Paris on the grounds that she “looked Jewish” (she was not) and that she had a bag of food with her. The food was meant for aviators to eat as they crossed the Pyrenees but just as easily could have been part of a black market trade.

The police agents obliged the courier to go with them to the police station. As they walked along the sidewalk, the courier tossed a small notebook out of her pocket. A passerby politely called her attention to it and returned the notebook. Of course the police immediately Read the rest of this entry »

In honor of International Holocaust Remembrance Day, let us remember the horror and inhumanity of the “Final Solution.” But let us also remember the glimmers of humanity offered by those men and women who volunteered to help Jews escape the Nazis despite the risk to themselves.

Let us also remember the men and women of Dutch-Paris who died as political prisoners in concentration camps – or shortly after being liberated because of maltreatment in the camps – because they belonged to a resistance network that sheltered Jews from the Nazis.

Brantsen, Jacob KJ (Dutch)
De Wit, Michiel (Belgian)
Caubo, Jean-Michael (Dutch)
Charroin, Arthur (French)
Dupont, Nicolas (French)
Israel, Philip (Dutch)
Kolkman, Joseph (Dutch)
Meriot, Raymond (French)
Meunier, Marie (French)
Meyer, Paul (Swiss)
Mincowski, Leo (Romanian)
Mohr, Josephus J (Dutch)
Nijkerk, Benjamin (Dutch)
Ogy, Lydia (Belgian)
Piveteau, Gabriel (French)
Prilliez, Emile (French)
Ruys, John (Dutch)
Tester, Josephus (Dutch)
Van Haaften, Adriaan (Dutch)
Weidner, Gabrielle (Dutch)

This is a partial list of resisters connected to Dutch-Paris who are known to have died in the concentration camps. Others were killed in ambush or trying to escape or in prison in Belgian. It does not include the names of fugitives who were captured while Dutch-Paris was trying to help them, but only because the information is not known.