Jaroslav Kadaně

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  • "We stayed right on the town square, and there was a four-story department store facing us, and an open space on the other side, where the German municipal office stood. In the morning we looked out: ´Hey, there are Americans riding in their jeeps with white flags.´ The mayor was there, and negotiations started. The Germans wanted to know what would happen and how it would all end. They left after some four hours and nothing happened. We overheard from one German man that the Americans demanded that the mayor let them pass freely through the town and head to Magdeburg. But the mayor refused, saying that they would defend themselves. The Americans thus left. We thought: ´That´s too bad.´ Wwe were afraid that they had not agreed on anything and that they left, and so we thought that the situation was bad. That happened on Thursday; Friday and Saturday were uneventful, and then on Sunday at half past eleven – I still remember it even now, sirens sounded and we thought: ´Get out of here! Out of the town!´ We grabbed our things, put on our clothes and ran away. We ran through the town and headed for the fields, where we lay down... It was carpet bombing, fifty-two groups of bombers, sixteen planes in each. The centre of the town burnt to the ground, only the church remained standing – that was interesting, the church was left intact. Otherwise, in some places chimneys were all that was left of houses. By looking at the chimney we recognized where our house had been; we were able to recognize our chimney, we knew it because we had had to exchange a part of it in winter or at the beginning of winter. Thus we could tell where the house had been." "Were there some other people who escaped?" "Whoever could run away, ran away. But some people couldn't, like old people. People were ordered to keep a drum with water, a spade and a pickaxe and bandages in each house. Every house owner had to keep these things in the basement. They would take shelter in the basements. Normally, an alarm sounded, and nothing happened, so they would get out after one hour and everything was fine. But this day, April 12, they already knew that when the mayor had refused to grant the American army free passage, things would be bad. People were therefore running away. We couldn't enter the town for two days, because everything was in flames. The smoke was so thick that you couldn't go to the town at all."

  • "An American convoy with trucks would arrive every morning, and bring German POWs, who were picking whatever was left and placing it in coffins. These were not regular coffins, but rather boxes that could fit four or five bodies, or whatever was left from them. When they cleaned it up, we went to have a look at the cinema building, and what we saw – children this big. These were bodies burnt by the fire, and a human body then sort of shrinks... When the alarm sounded, these people went to take shelter in the basement. But the building caught fire, and when the people felt it was too hot in the basement, they crawled into that drum. They were boiled to death inside. Completely. The American soldiers were taking the corpses out through the holes and windows in small pieces. That was really horrible."

  • "You can imagine what it was like when the Americans were leaving. They had chocolate and what not, and the German women really ran after them. Young girls, and young ladies, and well, those black men, and white men... they slept together, and when they were leaving, they had this inscription on their tank: You German whores, we are going to our dear wives."

  • "We were going to downtown Prague to look at people welcoming them. Well, only some people welcomed them, the majority was against them. But Prague was quite German. We stood at the corner of the Na Můstku Street, in the direction of the Masaryk station and with our backs turned against the Municipal House. That was what we saw. I was employed in the shop of Mr. Kapr in Žižkov, and later, the Germans – soldiers, who were stationed in Prague neighbourhoods – began coming to our shop because they had money. One German Mark was worth ten Czech Crowns. It was awful how much food they sometimes bought. I still remember vividly: one day when I was in the shop, four German soldiers came in and bought a lot of sausages. They hung the wreaths of sausages around their necks, paid for them and left. They were biting into the sausages happily – without any bread or bread roll or anything. Each of them had some ten or fifteen sausages hung around his neck."

  • "We boarded the train in the evening at the Main Station, and we arrived to our destination the following morning. They came to pick us up, they probably had documents where it was already decided which carriage would go where. All the people in all the train carriages were sent there for conscripted labour. They were calling our names, and saying: ´You go there, and you go there… ´ We were told to stand in the corner of some hall, there were some fifty of us, and we waited what would happen. About five Germans in civilian clothing then came to us, they spoke together at first, and then they started calling: ´Who of you is a baker (Bäckerei), a painter, and Fleischer?´ We raised our hands – I, certain Ludvík Hůlka, and Pepík Kupr. One of these Germans picked all three of us…"

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Jaroslav Kadaně was born August 11, 1921 in Běrunice near Poděbrady in a family of a butcher. Apart from running his shop, his father also owned a pub in Běrunice, where his four children were helping. Jaroslav Kadaně learned the butcher‘s trade as well. At first he worked with his father in the butcher‘s shop in Běrunice, and from 1935 in Prague Na Ohradě in the Žižkov neighbourhood. In 1942 he was sent to Germany to do conscripted labour. In early December he left for Halberstadt with others who were born in 1921. He and his two friends were selected a local butcher shop owner, who was supplying the wehrmacht. Mr. Kadaně testifies that of all the Germans who employed conscripted workers, Mr. Gustav Scharul treated his workers best of all. Thanks to him, their working conditions were exceptionally good. Mr. Scharul was later sent to the front and Jaroslav Kadaně and his friends were transferred to a canning factory. In April 1945 he witnessed a massive devastating air raid on Halberstadt after the town mayor had refused to surrender the town to Americans without combat. Jaroslav Kadaně returned to Czechoslovakia in June 1945 and then worked as a butcher till his retirement.