Judita (Judith) Kellner-Tauberová

“It was unpleasant. I was ten, and I remember how we listened to the radio every evening. Those dreadful, monotonous voices. It was so unpleasant when the defendants spoke. They were friends of my parents, mainly my father. For instance, Clementis - they had studied together. Then, after the trials, a man came to our house one time. He had been a lawyer in the past. A very nice, elderly gentleman. He told my dad they had expected to see him them sooner or later. But because we were in the border region, the Sudetes, where there was a lack of doctors and where no one wanted to take his place, we somehow survived without trouble.”

“We applied after twenty years. Things had eased up a bit, and a family that had lived in the same town as us had gotten permission. That was a pharmacist just before retirement. They informed us we were to pay forty thousand for the family and that we’d get passports. I was in the fifth year of my studies. I went to the assistant who was to test us in politics. That was something that had nothing to do with medicine. I told him I wouldn’t come to the exam because we were moving. He said I would come, because he had been to the ministry the day before and they’d told him that no more doctors would leave the country.”