Pavel Dimun

“Ivan Dimun from Čertižné, who was my namesake, didn’t pay taxes from his property, and therefore they confiscated his cow. There were some Agrarian Party supporters together with the district commissioner. It was in the evening. They had lamps for lighting, and then they began making speeches. One of them blew out the lamp and they began beating one another in a complete chaos. The agrarians with the commissioner had a car, and so they took to their heels and left. People then gathered again. In Čertižné there was a police station, and the policemen drove this crowd to the station. They had firearms, too, but they were only shooting in the air. The following morning the news reached us in Habura, and therefore we set out to Čertižné to help the people there. The commissioner mobilized the entire district, and policemen arrived in Čertižné in cars from all over, and we from Habura followed them.The official who had confiscated the cow just happened to show up there, and people beat him, and on top of that, one of us managed to cut the telephone line from the police station. This put us into trouble, because they turned the incident into a revolt. They began to call it the Habura-Čertižné revolt. Other policemen then arrived, even all the way from Prague. They took over Habura, separated the people and they began interrogating the people from Čertižné and Habura. Mostly those from Habura, because most of the communists were living there. They interrogated the mayor, who was a communist party chairman, but they were just listening to what he was telling them. Then they were taking us one by one, and when it was my turn, they began beating me furiously. I eventually had to confess. They were beating me with truncheons; what hurt most was when they used a thin truncheon. When we confessed, they threw us onto the straw floor in the school building, and then they manacled us in groups of four, put us into cars and took us to Medzilaborce.”

“After that, I became inconvenient for the Castle Guard, and so I went to work in the court guard, but even there I was regarded as "inconvenient". And so they locked me up. My wife went to see Dr. Vaš, reminding him that he knew me, and that even the president was asking why I had been imprisoned. The thing was that I was an old communist, and I had not joined the Party. This Doctor Vaš told my wife that I would not go anywhere and stay there. He even had my attorney, who had allowed me to have visitors, to be exchanged on the behalf of another to lead the investigation of my case. Thus I was sentenced to nine months of imprisonment. I served my term and this was the end of the war for me. I’m still alive.”

“We were a patrol of three men, we were armed with bayonets, but we were strictly forbidden to hurt anybody. People in Jablonec were shouting "Heil Hitler" with the Nazi greeting, like they still know to do, even today. We were patrolling in the suburbs of the town. I could not speak German and so I was not alarmed, but the other two soldiers probably understood German. There were little girls, five or six years old, walking by in skirts – and you know what they did? They spat out and said: ´Pah, Czech swine!´”

Mr. Dimun: “When they took my daughter to hospital, Košice was not occupied yet. My wife was pregnant with our son Pavel at that time.” Mr. Dimun’s daughter: “The doctor who operated on me was an old Slovak doctor. The reason I lost my eye was because I had been in the field with grandpa and as the wind was blowing, I developed some eye inflammation. In the hospital in Košice they feared that the infection might get into the other eye because they had no time to treat me. Košice was in darkness, and therefore they removed my eye, even though my mother had not signed the consent. She was on her way there but she didn’t make it: she gave birth to my brother in a ditch by the road. Some soldiers found her, and she told them that she was in labour. They were laughing, and they lifted her skirt to look, and the baby was already out there in the ditch. They separated the umbilical cord for her, and my mom didn’t even know that I had already undergone the surgery. Then they drove her to Habura. Because of this, I have lost my eye, and paid a price for it.”