Věra Mlčochová

"My father's brother lived in Brno-Slatina, married, and they had a daughter who was two years older than me. He [the uncle] remarried later and they had even younger children, so the mother doted on them, and the cousin was terribly hungry, so she once bragged to us about how well she ate. I asked her: 'What did you have?' She said: 'They killed the dog and we had it with cream.' Well there was no cream, so it was with milk. So they ate the dog's meat, and how well she ate, poor thing. And she was hungry, and then she died of tuberculosis and malnutrition. Then they took her to Šaratice, and they got her some babysitting at the farmers there, so she could eat, but it didn't help."

"It came out that he had escaped from Germany, where the young people had been taken to work. Here and there someone managed to escape. And some boy escaped from a village under the forest, near those Šaratice, and came home. An order came that his father should go and find him and report that the Gestapo was looking for him. And he sent a message to a friend who lived somewhere there that he would go there to check, to hide. So he hid in the woods. He [the father] still went with a German to check on them, they searched the apartment, threw everything around, and then they left and he [the boy] was able to go back, to his parents, he had family there."