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Years  Yitzhak, son of Nethka Zimerman  Translated by Eilat
Gordin Levitan  Like Lost Sheep  June 24, 1941. It was the third
day of the German-Russian war. The Soviet authorities had begun
retreating from our area, and to us it appeared that the Red
Army troops were in total pandemonium. We too, the Jews of
Kurenitz, were panicking. We watched the Red Army turning to the
east. "Where would we go?" we asked desperately, running for
advice from one neighbor to the next. Each one of us knew of the
impending disaster. But still some Jews consoled themselves and
others by saying, "It is impossible that the renowned Red Army
would be defeated so easily". They said, "This must be part of
their tactics to win the war. You will see, tomorrow or the next
day they'll get reinforcements and the whole situation will
change."  Other Jews would console each other announcing "the
Germans only hate the wealthy Jews. Since there weren't any rich
Jews amongst us i