Marie Plachá

"Here in Kamenný Újezd, the Germans who lived in Na Dolech were preparing and gathering. There were several of them, about three - Velek, Maša. I don't know, maybe two or three, and then Mr. Bartoň, they lived in Na Dolech. They also went to get dad, but dad was not at home, as he had to report. So, they told their mother that they had to go with them, picking up more Germans along the way. The first was a Mr. Velek. She was German, he was Czech, they had about three sons together, all of whom were in the war. One even died there. Near Moscow. So we stopped there for him. Back then, there was already some kind of guard there. Czech or whatever, I don't know that well anymore. You know, I was little. A child. They were there with rifles. The mother had to wait there before she left, so she went to the well, you know, she was nervous, she wanted to wet her lips, and they pointed all their guns at her. My sister and I were crying, we followed her. There we were crying that she was going to be shot. Mr. Velek went out, and there was nothing. We went on to find Mr. Bartoň, the Gestapo. There was half a village and a Russian car with soldiers stopped there. They gave my mother an order: 'You will go for Bartoň and tell him to come to the road in five minutes with his hands up.' She answered them: 'But I have never spoken to Barton, why are you sending me there?' - 'But you will go there.' Everyone was afraid to go there because it was believed that he was armed. She blessed us, we were believers, and left. Bartoň was already walking towards her, hands up. My mother told him to come to the road. And she left. Fortunately, there was no shooting. Then everyone consoled her. 'Don't be afraid, nothing will happen to you.' My mother said, 'I was not afraid, you don't need to console me.' Then they all jumped to him and led the procession. They came for another German. He was also a Czech who had a German wife. And we went through the parade. Of course, Bartoň had already been beaten. He was pure blood. They lynched him. We reached the pub. The women were already washing the floors and such. I stood there and was completely out of it. My mother was told that she did not belong there and that she should go home. "Nothing will happen to you." Bartoň. You know as there was a big chaos, he rushed into the yard, uncovered the well and jumped into the well. So, they took him out already dead.'