Heinrich Böhm

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  • “It all happened so quickly. I mentioned it earlier. There was still discussion: ‘Should we leave early?’ The mother: ‘Yes, we should leave.’ The father: ‘No, I’m a civil servant!’ And so on... So I don’t know exactly when it was. I only know that one day my brother, who is three years younger than me... He was the youngest of us four boys, he was the youngest, sitting in his pram. They put a rucksack on me, my mother had a huge rucksack, my father had two rucksacks. They had the most necessary things in them, so we took the papers with us, papers, then the most necessary things for my brother Willi's nappies and so on, and then we set off with the pram towards the border. It contained the bare essentials, so we took the papers with us, papers, then the essentials for my brother Willi's nappies and so on, and then we walked towards the border with the pram. I don't remember where we crossed the border and so on. That's completely blank. The first thing I can remember is when we were allowed to spend the night in a hayloft at a farm in Rainbach, Austria, and the farmer there gave us milk for my little brother. Yes, that, but where we crossed the border and, well, that's the problem. We never talked about it at home, please. It was a taboo subject. The whole thing, there's nothing, there's nothing, there's nothing. Exactly. But about that day. But only on that day. You have to let that sink in. We travelled from Rainbach to Freistadt. Near Freistadt, we stayed in a small extra room in an inn, yes... My mother thought she had to go back that night because she had forgotten the Christmas tree decorations. You have to let that sink in. She really did go back for the Christmas tree decorations, because it was already autumn and Christmas was coming. Christmas tree decorations. She was caught at the border, she came back, exhausted, but for whatever reason, she managed to get through with some of the Christmas tree decorations. Some things were broken during this adventure. I think people can be so stupid! Why take the risk of getting caught for Christmas tree decorations? The border was actually already guarded."

  • "After the war, the men from the village were called together and checked. They wanted to know who had been members of the party (NSDAP), and that's how it went. It wasn't a pretty sight, what I saw and experienced there, with the men standing in the parish courtyard with their hands up and the Czechs stubbing out their burning cigarettes on the back of their necks. The men were screaming. These are also things that I remember well and that hurt me so much as a child. A little way away from us was an elderly couple who absolutely refused to get on the truck. They were picked up. It was one of those old wooden gas tanks that military vehicles used to have. I can still see the woman today, a Czech caught her by the feet and said, ‘Get on the truck!’ The people didn't understand, they were born there, they were eighty years old and they were being driven away! I don't know what happened to these people, because it was already in the spring of 1945, or rather, it was in the summer.”

  • "Yes. Christmas. As my father said, he had managed to find some apples somewhere. “It's war, this is our Christmas present, that's all we have.” But he said seriously: “We are all alive.” I remember that statement well. A present, no, but: “We are alive.” And my mother? After the war, there was an anti-aircraft station in Altenberg where we could go in, and the planes dropped tin foil packages there to deceive the enemy's radar. And these tin foil blocks and threads and plates were still lying on the meadows, in the fields and so on. She made some decorations out of this tin foil, and then we had a small tree, decorated with tinsel and tin foil threads. That was our first Christmas. We had nothing, but as my father said, we were alive, we had each other. That statement still makes me think today. He was right. That was how it was in the early days in Austria."

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Whatever happened, happened. We need to forgive each other.

Heinrich Böhm, Wels, 2023
Heinrich Böhm, Wels, 2023
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Heinrich Böhm was born on 26 January 1940 in the now vanished village of Rychnůvek (Deutsch Reichenau in German) in the Kaplice district. His mother was a housewife, taking care of the children, and his father worked as a mail carrier. The Böhms lived in a rented house in Rychnůvek since 1928. The father, originally from Rožmital (German: Rosenthal), worked there as a postman. The family survived World War II without much hardship until the end of the war, when first American troops and then Soviet troops passed through Rychnůvek. There were more problems with the latter, people were afraid of them. After the end of the war, the Böhm family witnessed the so-called „wild expulsion“ of their neighbours, and they themselves gave shelter to two women and children who had fled Hungary. In order to avoid forced displacement, they finally decided to leave on foot with a few belongings and a baby boy in a pram to Austria in the autumn of 1945, where they settled in Altenberg near Linz. The Böhms received Austrian citizenship after six years of residence. Heinrich graduated from a trade school and worked as a salesman for factory equipment. In the 1960s, the Böhms decided to go and see the places they had left in 1945. It was a big shock for them, because they could no longer find their house in Rychnůvek. The entire Böhm family still maintains very active and warm contacts with their Czech homeland, participates in the commemoration of Rychnůvek, the development of Rožmital and the surrounding area and wishes that good relations and mutual forgiveness between the two countries and also throughout Europe will develop.