Josef Lew

... My five friends and I, with minor wounds, fled to the highway — a brutal experience, running under a barrage of gunfire, pursued by the Nazi murderers. At the highway we found that we had fallen into a trap. Armored jeeps were rushing toward us, opening a fresh round of fire. We retreated, but behind us were sixty Nazi soldiers who continued to shoot like hunters, in hot pursuit of their prey. In all directions of the field we noticed many new victims. Nearby, we heard one of our Bialystoker friends, Josef Lew, pleading with a Gestapo officer to spare his life. But the brute shouted back: טסצ"‎ are a Jew, you have no right to live, march into the ".זנק‎ We also saw the soldiers dragging the severely wounded into the trench. ...