Ludmila Voříšková

"A uniformed policeman came and told my mother to come to the prison in Pankrác. And my mum said, 'Is my husband sick or injured?' And he said, 'Madam, I don't know, I was only supposed to tell you this.' He might not have known really. Well, as I said, we were holding on to my mum's skirt, so we all went to Pankrác. We live just a short distance from the prison. And there, my mother just asked some of the guards there or whatever he was. She said she had been invited to come there and that she thought Dad was sick or injured or something. And he said, 'I don't know, I've got to ask.' I remember that, because even when I was such a little child, it was a strong experience. So he went to ask somebody and then he said, 'Ma'am, you're wrong, he's dead.' That's how they announced a death when somebody died in prison."

"As far as I can remember in Vinařice, there was a table like this, there was my father sitting there, behind him was a warden, and we were sitting here, but we weren't allowed to touch each other, nothing. One visit must have been after Christmas, because we hadn´t eaten these [chocolate] figures of the box, these hollow chocolate ones. Well, that's when Mum asked the warden if we could give them to Dad. He consented, but we had to give it to the warden and he crushed it in front of us like that. Well, and you know, [I was a] little girl, I started crying in there, and that visit turned out very badly."