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In My
Hands: Memories of a Holocaust Rescuer by Irene Gut
Opdyke with Jennifer Armstrong
(1999), 275 pages.
It is a very inspiring story. When the war began in 1939, Irene Gutówna was
seventeen years old, the oldest of five sisters. Notwithstanding their
German-sounding name, her parents were Polish Catholics, dividing their
residences between Upper Silesia (near Katowice) and the Radom district (near
the Vistula River). Her father was a chemist. Irene was an assistant nurse in
an army hospital, rapidly evacuated east as German divisions overran western
Poland. She wound up in Tarnopol near Równo (Pol. Równe), which the
author mislabels as Kowno in Lithuania. A harrowing return to German-occupied
Poland (via Kiev!) is the first part of her story.
The main theme, begins with Irene's capture by a German “łapanka"
(a popular term describing random arrests by the police, often used to catch
young people for forced labor). She was compelled to work in a munitions
factory, which in 1942 was moved from the Radom area closer to the
German-Soviet front. Of all places, she ended up in the same town of Tarnopol.
(Here a correction of one spelling error: the name of the munitions factory
could not possibly be the "Herres-Krafa-Park" but, most likely, the
"Heeres Kraftwagen Lager”, camouflaging the true function of the
place). Amazingly, this young Polish girl dared to challenge the evil of Hitlerite
terror as soon as she was reassigned as a maid to a German officer. She began
hiding Jewish workers (those who worked in the factory or in a large laundry
place), one at the time, in nearly unbelievably places: in an air duct of the
villa where she worked; in the attic; and even in German major's bathroom.
When the situation became too dangerous, she evacuated her entire group of
twelve charges to a nearby forest by caring out a daring escape plan.
Subsequently she supplied food for them for many weeks by brazenly raiding the
supplies of her masters. It is hard for the reader to fathom what induced
Irene to take such risks: one false step would have resulted in her immediate
execution. Was it then faith? Perhaps, but what of the priest who only offered
lukewarm advice? Was it her anti-German attitude? But what of her comments
about some decent Germans she met? Was it her high calling as a nurse who felt
compelled to help people in dire distress? One must conclude that Irene
Gutówna is a most compassionate, exceptional human being. The reader is glad
to learn that all those whom she rescued survived the war and have had an
opportunity to attest to her courage. Her return once again in 1944 to central Poland as the German armies
retreated, landed her in the forests near the town of Kielce, the hiding
places of Polish partisans. She was serving as a liaison girl. Her fiancé was
killed. Irene found herself the victim of post-war persecution with the
communist police looking for her. Her father was killed, her mother passed
away, and she faced only one real choice: to get away from the world which
brought misery to everyone she knew, including herself, Thus she escaped to
the West, ultimately to America. We note with a sigh of relief that both the
Vatican and the Israeli authorities recognized her exemplary deeds. George
Suboczewski
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