Ing. Eva Gránová

"He just said he was taking a chance. And my mother took off her star and we went to the tram. He was scared, there were constant searches, Gestapo on the tram and on the train. So he was especially afraid of the tram, because the talk that my sister and I had to learn about being bombed and not having any papers, that wouldn't go over in the tram, because there you knew when Brno was bombed. And on the train... Fortunately, neither on the tram nor on the train did any check come. So when we got off in Bystřice at about five o'clock, in November, it was already dark or dusk, and the carriage that dad had arranged was not waiting there. That's twelve kilometres from Bystřice nad Pernštejnem to Unčín. So we marched on foot. And it snowed, that's why the carriage wasn't there. So we marched the twelve kilometres to the village. And back then we couldn't leave our duvets in the hut because the mice were still there. So we had our blankets rolled up in two cylinders at the home of the people up there who had helped my father—the ones who had encouraged him to build the cabin. That was the Jílek family. They told us to stay with them, not to go up there so late in the evening, but my parents just wanted to get to safety, so we kept going up. And then my mother and I stayed there from November 1944 until May 1945."

"They left in 1942. My grandmother was born in 1870, when she was seventy-two, and my mother's younger sister was thirty-six. And when they were drafted, we went to say goodbye to them. We had to go... Dad and mom couldn't go because she had to put on a star. We lived in Brno-Bohunice, that's something like Chabry near Prague, it was about two and a half kilometers on foot, they lived in Old Brno, so the grandmother lived with her sister. So we went to say goodbye. But they didn't break it down too much in front of us, just that they saw us, and then my parents went there again the next day by themselves. So I guess it was very sad."