![]() One such letter reached me in my New York home, and here I was, making a detour, on a Tel Aviv-New York flight, to Seeshaupt. They formed a committee and dispatched letters of invitation to possible survivors all over the world. Some leading citizens of Seeshaupt had decided to commemorate the event. It was in Seeshaupt on this very day fifty years ago that the American army had liberated me, along with my brother and my mother and thousands of other skeletal prisoners. I was going back to Germany-fifty years later. This was not an easy journey to take, and I took it after some weeks of deliberation. From the terminal I took the S-Bahn to Tutzing, and from there I was driven to Seeshaupt, a small Bavarian resort. On April 30, 1995, I took an El-Al flight from Tel Aviv to Munich.
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