Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Righteous Among the Nations


Righteous Among the Nations

I was irritated at the man who butted ahead of me in the line for the taxis. Weren’t we all tired from a day of travel? He got the last cab in line, and there was a short lull before others arrived. I couldn’t be more grateful for how it all turned out, because my cab driver was a man who came to the U. S. from Poland in the 1980s.

Rightly or wrongly, I’ve held a long grudge against Franklin D. Roosevelt for letting the Russians have control of Poland and other Eastern European nations after WWII.  When I was a child, I heard Pastor Richard Wurmbrand speak, and I read his books when I was a teenager. Wurmbrand and others suffered torture at the hands of the Communists, Wurmbrand in Romania, but the atrocities took place in every country behind the Iron Curtain, and I’ve been fascinated by these stories for nearly 50 years

I’d just read Irena’s Children and The Zookeeper’s Wife-- both books chronicle the lives of Poles whose names appear in Yad Vashem’s Righteous Among the Nations*, a list of gentiles who risked their lives to save Jews from extermination by the Nazis—so I wanted to ask so many questions, but I made a conscious decision to just listen as the cab driver talked. He told me about going to elementary school under Communist rule, and how he and other Polish children were forced to learn to speak Russian. His parents grilled him every day when he got home, correcting the history the Communists taught him.

His father and other close family members fought in the Warsaw Uprising, and he talked at length about Witold Pilecki, who inserted himself into a street round-up of Poles in order to infiltrate Auschwitz and smuggle out information. He eventually escaped and wrote an intelligence report about what he’d seen in Auschwitz. According to my cab driver, Pilecki often said Auschwitz was “kindergarten compared to the Communist rule of Poland”. I can’t find any recorded evidence of this statement, but Pilecki was accused of espionage and shot by the communists.

I asked if he had known Irena Sendler or Jan and Antonina Zabinski. He said he didn’t but he’d always heard of their bravery in helping the Jews in Warsaw.

I was disappointed when the ride was over and I said a silent and heartfelt thank you to the impatient man in the taxi line.

*Note: I suggest spending some time reading about the Righteous Among the Nations. The only one I met in person was Corrie ten Boom, who is on the list along with other members of her family. Mama took us to hear Corrie speak when I was in elementary school. It was a powerful experience.

Plane Talk

They were strangers. One sat in 22B, the other in 22C. I could hear them well from 21C, and I pulled out my notebook to jot bits of dialogue. I couldn’t see them during the flight, but I did get a quick glimpse when we deplaned. 22B was seventy-something; 22C was probably in her early 60s.

22B: Are you coming or going?

22C: Going. And you?

22B: Going. It’ll be good to sleep in my own bed tonight after 2 weeks away. Seattle, though, so I won’t be home until nearly midnight.  You?

22C: Atlanta’s home for me. I’m glad I’ll be there by noon. I can’t have a late night. I have to work tomorrow.

22B: I never worked, but Raymond did, so I know. Raymond was a supervisor at the shop. He liked to get to work a good hour or more before his men. He liked a good breakfast, too.

22C: We working folks like our schedules.

22B: Raymond did.  He kept his schedule even after he retired.

22C: Really?

22B: He wanted his dinner at 5:30 every day. I always thought 5:30 was early to eat dinner, but Raymond liked his dinner at 5:30.

22C: Bugles?

22B: Just a couple. I had a good breakfast. These are good.  I haven’t had Bugles in 15 years.

22C: I haven’t either. I was surprised to see them in the gift shop. I always loved Bugles, so I had to buy them. It’s the salt, don’t you think?

22B: Yes. Raymond liked Fritos. He wasn’t a potato chip person. I like potato chips, but Raymond liked Fritos.  And pork rinds. How can those men out there hear each other? Must be real loud.

22C: They have head things, I think. Yep. I see their head things.

22B: That one doesn’t. He’ll ruin his hearing. Raymond did at the shop.

22C: That’s a shame. Things do change when you get old, and you wish you’d been more careful.

22B: I have so many pins and things in me. My whole body is pins and rods. The hip replacement was the easiest. People said the knee would be easiest, but for me it was the hip. Feel free to nod off if you want.  It’s fine with me either way.

22C: I’m not a nap person. Messes up my sleep at night.

22B: Raymond wasn’t either. He liked his schedule.  Lunch at 12 noon and dinner at 5:30.