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Issue #49 11-10-87
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(c) 1987
THIS ISSUE:
The following is a true story. It's a quickie rundown of a
book I'm under contract to produce. Obviously, many details are
left out. The danger and adventures of 35 years are compressed
into a few pages.
I might suggest that you do a little reading to get the feel
for the era. Even a quick reading of the information on Soviet
and German history from an Almanac will help you.
I also encourage you to ask questions. Not only will that
get the board here active, it will give me a chance to think (or
rethink) events of the project.
RUN FOR FREEDOM
In 1762 Catherine the Great took over the Romanov throne in
Russia. She was a German princess, married into the Russian
nobility and eventually took charge of Russia at a time when it
was still living just a step above the stone-age. To make matters
worse, invaders such as the Mongols had come into Russia. (Their
influence can still be seen in those areas east of the Urals.)
Like her predecessor, Peter the Great, she was determined to
build a strong and independent Russia. To do this she needed
people and labor. She turned to the people of her ancestors and
promised them land, animals, machinery - and total freedom.
They'd live and build in Russia, but remain German citizens
without having to pay taxes or to serve in the Russian military.
For many Germans, it was a dream come true. Thousands came to
Russia and settled there.
The Romanov empire fluctuated. Despite advances it made, it
tended to be highly oppressive - particularly so with
"foreigners" living on Russian soil.
In 1905 a minor revolution took place. One incident was
promptly titled, "Red Sunday." Citizens marched on the royal
palace in Moscow. Soldiers fired on them, killing thousands of
the unarmed peasants.
The rebellion was put down, but only on the surface. It went
underground and grew stronger, driven by the ideas of people such
as Karl Marx. The idea was that the rich had had it too good for
too long at the expense of the common citizen.
Violence erupted again in March of 1917. The Bolshevik
Revolution replaced the royal tyranny with one that was even
worse.
Caught in the middle of it was the Gruber family. Their
ancestors had moved into Russia at the offer of Catherine. The
highly educated Herr Petre Gruber had served the public for years
- helping to build power plants and telephone companies, and
taking an instrumental part in the design and construction of the
5000-mile long Trans-Siberian Railroad.
The Gruber family lived a good life in Odessa at the
northern end of the Black Sea. They shared their wealth locally
by supporting a local orphanage. But they committed two "crimes".
They weren't Russian. And they were wealthy.
In the summer of 1917 an employee of Herr Gruber's stomped
into the office wearing the uniform of the Red Army. "I'm now in
charge here," he announced. "Here is the schedule. Meet it or
you'll be declared a saboteur."
A matter of weeks later a unit of the Red guard knocked on
their front door with orders for the family to vacate their home
and property by the next morning.
Petre Gruber managed to get passage for his family on the
train. They had a perilous journey eastward, moving from town to
town in an effort to stay ahead of the battles of the Red and
White armies. Along along the way they had to part with some of
what they'd managed to take. It was given to guards and officials
along the way as bribes to let them pass.
They had a second home in Kurgan near the Ural Mountains.
For a short time, life became peaceful again. But soon the
battles caught up with them. Young Ellichka Gruber was shot and
trampled in one skirmish between the Red and White armies.
Herr Gruber soon found himself facing two conflicting
orders. One was to rebuild the local power plant. The other was
to leave that day to serve with the Red Army. Failure to complete
either order meant imprisonment - or death.
His brother was also drafted. The two of them headed out
with all the others. As soon as the chance presented itself,
Petre ducked off into the darkness and then walked back home.
He became a deserter. By the time he got back to the family
home in Kurgan he learned that the Red Guard had been there
first, and had once again decided that they wanted the house for
themselves.
The family had to run again. The grandfather stayed behind
to be sure that the home wouldn't be vandalized. A few weeks
later he was dragged from the house, taken to the barn and hung.
The once wealthy family had nothing left but what they'd
managed to carry away with them (mostly food), almost all of
which had to be used to bribe officials to get them out of Kurgan
and back to relative safety.
Typhus was epidemic. People were dying everywhere. Madame
Gruber developed tuberculosis. Young Ellichka was dying from a
tumor. Medical help was almost impossible to find, and even more
impossible to afford.
The grandmother died of cholera. Another grandfather died of
starvation during the crop failure of 1921. An uncle was arrested
while walking along a street, accused of espionage, imprisoned
and then executed. With the violence increasing, Herr Gruber
made the dangerous journey back to Kurgan to bring his uncle,
aunt and five children to safety. He arrived just in time witness
the family being dragged into the backyard, lined up against a
wall and shot.
Leaving everything behind once more, the family worked its
way south to the Iranian border. Herr Gruber made contact with a
group of smugglers, giving them everything the family had left to
guide them safely across the border. One of the smugglers turned
out to be a double agent for the Red Army. The family escaped
into the dangerous mountains, with the Red Guard just 5 minutes
behind.
On the journey through the perilous mountains, one of the
people with them decided that he wanted to marry one of the
Gruber daughters. She wanted nothing to do with him. His response
was to attempt to throw her off the mountain path into the canyon
below. Petre jumped in. In the struggle, the young maniac fell
and was crushed by the rocks below.
They got into Iran and were met by the local police. The
chief of this group immediately began to search them. He
confiscated everything they had, leaving them with nothing but
the soiled and torn clothes they were wearing.
They lived in relative peace in Iran for a number of years,
despite the growing anti-Christian movements and the unrest that
brought on World War II. Herr Gruber's skill and knowledge as
both an electrical and mechanical engineer made him valuable in
Iran, just as it had made him valuable in Russia - often the only
reason he and his family were allowed to live.
The family wealth began to grow again. Ellichka Gruber
married the German Consulate in Tehran. After just 3 years
Ellichka came home one day to find him dead of a heart attack.
Meanwhile in Europe, a young man named Adolf Hitler had
seized power and began to spread his control. Russia was trying
to do the same thing. Both felt that they had claims to Poland
(while the Polish people wanted nothing to do with either). World
War II exploded on the world.
It wasn't long before the war got into Iran. The Soviets
were invading from one direction, the British from another and
the Germans from still another.
The Gruber family had little choice but to flee once more.
It wasn't quick enough. Petre Gruber and his son-in-law were
captured and sent to a prison camp. They were fortunate enough to
have been captured by the British. Their prison camp was in
Australia, where they were treated decently. Many thousands of
others refuges were taken to Soviet prison camps, where about
half died of disease, cold and starvation.
Ellichka and her sister weren't much luckier. Just a few
miles from the Turkish border they were met by Soviet soldiers.
Everything was taken from them and they were told to walk the
last few miles into Turkey.
Penniless, they finally reached Vienna, along with thousands
of other German refugees. From here they were sent to their
ancestral home in Berlin.
Life was difficult. At last they found a small apartment. It
was so small that they had to put nails in the walls so that they
could hang up the few pieces of furniture to provide room on the
floor for sleeping.
Then came the bombing raids.
They again lost everything. In one raid they almost lost
their lives. When the warning sirens went off, they headed for
the only safe place - the subways. This time it wasn't so safe. A
bomb struck immediately above and collapsed the walls in on them.
Worse, the explosion had caused a water main to burst. The little
room began to fill with water.
They were trapped beneath the rubble, in the dark and with
the sound of the rising water. It took more than a day for
rescuers to get them out.
With just a few periods of peace, they'd now lived in danger
for nearly 30 years. Enough was enough. They moved to Halberstat
where things were more quiet.
They weren't quiet for long. Halberstat was also bombed
almost out of existence. The family hid in the caves outside of
town. All they had left were belongings that would fit in a small
wagon - and Ellichka's new child.
The war ended, and troubles began all over. Germany was
divided between the conquering powers. Halberstat was in the
Soviet Zone. As if the normal oppression wasn't enough, the
Gruber was on a wanted list.
Ellichka was in the process of trying to get a divorce from
her husband. He beat her mercilessly and abused the child. When
she told him of the divorce he became furious and turned the
family in to the Soviets.
A friend warned them. They grabbed what they could in 10
minutes and fled, hoping to get to the British Zone.
They weren't the only ones with that idea. The Soviets knew
it and set up constant patrols along the roads. Again and again
they had to dive into the bushes to hide, while swallowing the
terror of watching the soldiers capture or shoot down those who
weren't lucky enough to find a hiding place.
Life wasn't good, but at least they'd made it to the British
Zone and were treated decently. Over the next 7 years the family
was reunited and eventually ended up in Paris. From there they
boarded a ship and ended up in America.
After 35 years, they finally found peace and freedom.
UNTIL NEXT TIME
I'll keep you all informed as to title change, publisher,
publication date, etc.
To date I've written pretty close to 10 million words. In
all of that, this is the most exciting project I've done. Think
of it like a roller coaster.
It begins with the family having considerable wealth, and
being such that they share this with anyone less fortunate. (For
example, imagine the cost of supporting an orphanage with 65
children in it - and then putting up those kids when the
orphanage burns.) This is the highest peak of the roller coaster.
Through no fault of their own they lose everything they had
in Odessa. The roller coaster hits a steep drop.
The family goes to Kurgan, and the roller coaster slowly and
laboriously climbs to a low peak - and then drops even lower when
the Red Guard takes the home, confiscates all property, lynches
the grandfather and slaughters a whole family including the
children.
It comes up again, just slightly, in the town of Merv, and
plunges straight to the ground floor when everything is taken
from the family as they enter Iran.
Now the coaster trudges slowly, with rusty and squeaking
wheels, to another peak. The family reaches a level of fair
wealth. Only to have the roller coaster dive not just to ground
level but beneath when everything is once again taken from them,
including the father and son-in-law.
The next climb upwards is even more squeaky. The next plunge
- when all their belongings are destroyed in the bombing raid and
the family is trapped underground - is severe. The roller coaster
barely manages to climb the next small rise, and falls again with
Ellichka hiding in a trench with her baby son while soldiers are
shooting those around her.
It's now another 35 years later. Ellichka is still alive at
78. The baby son she held in that trench is a noted psychologist
living in Wisconsin. Both are comfortable. All turned out well
for them. But that doesn't erase what happened.
Try to imagine yourself going through even a part of that.
Try to imagine soldiers banging on your door and telling you to
leave NOW! Imagine them grabbing 7 of your relatives, down to a
2-year-old child, and shooting them all in their own backyard.
Imagine having the police take everything you have, and then
throwing you into jail because you don't have anything.
Next time?
I don't know. Thane tells me that this subboard is the most
widely read. It also gets the least response. That lack of
response makes it very easy to put this on low priority.
You want more frequent issues?
Take a couple of minutes now and then to take part. Don't be
silent reader.
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