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»I found
my father, who became a member at 18. Having been born in 1926, he was
completely indoctrinated as he grew up.«
»No big
surprise: My grandfather on my father’s side was a member of the NSDAP. I
always suspected as much. Now, I have the truth in black and white.«
»I’ve
already found two close relatives – contrary to the family myth that nobody was
involved. Having to change your perspective at 71 is a bitter shock.«
(Three
reactions from more than a thousand received from our readers.)
These
stories were never supposed to have been told. In April 1945, with Hitler’s
Reich lying in ruins, trucks pulled up to the Brown House in Munich, the
headquarters of the National Socialist German Workers’ Party. Now that there
was nothing left to save, it was time to get rid of the evidence. Tons of paper
were loaded onto the trucks, index cards in green and blue – twin sets of NSDAP
membership cards, one set ordered alphabetically, the other geographically by
Gau, as the regions of Nazi Germany were called. Millions of index cards,
hurriedly thrown together. And then off they went through the bombed-out city
of Munich.
