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The Story of a Violin
 
By Glenn Steinberg © 2006)
In a small house in Los Angeles Louie & Barbara Berliner are still  together.
But if it wasn't for a violin their lives would be very different. 
Let's go back to Poland during Hitler's reign of terror.  Twelve year  old 
Barbara was at school like any other day.  But on this day the Nazi's  came and 
took her family out of their Warsaw apartment building.  Gone  forever were 
her three brothers and both parents.  They were exterminated in  the death camps.
 
But before that horrific day there was some trouble in the building where  
Barbara and her family lived.  There was a young girl in the same  building who was 
learning the violin. The residents were annoyed  with the noise from her 
practicing her music.  
 
Ironic how these  residents could endure the Nazi's taking away their 
neighbors to be exterminated  but they couldn't endure violin music.
 
Barbara's father, who must have been a cultured man, didn't agree with  the neighbors'
complaints and refused to sign a petition being circulated to stop the girl  
from practicing her violin in the building.  In fact he told the girl's  father 
that it was nice that the girl was learning the violin.
 
When Barbara returned from school the day her family had been taken away by the Nazis, but the  violin playing girl's  
father took Barbara under his wing.  He took a risk.  He knew he could  get in 
trouble if he helped Barbara but he couldn't forget Barbara's  fathers actions 
and words.
 
This man taught Barbara how to pray like a Catholic and took her to a  
Catholic Orphanage in their area.  He told Barbara she couldn't tell anyone  that 
she was Jewish.  Barbara was so afraid she didn't speak hardly a word  for the 
next 6 years out of fear of being discovered.
 
The staff and other children thought she was mentally retarded.
 
About the same time Louie and his brother and sister and both parents were  
taken to Auschwitz to be exterminated.  Louie was also 12 years old but he  
lied to the guards and said he was 16 so he could work.  Louie was told  this 
would save his life.
 
All of Louie's family went to the gas chambers. 
 
Louie endured 6 years of hard labor.  He had two surgeries while at  
Auschwitz.  He received no pain killers or sedation during the surgeries as  these 
medicines were only for those who were valued.
 
Louie gained favor with some camp guards and because of them he was able to  
survive.
 
When the war ended young Louie and Barbara met in a refugee camp.
 
They soon fell in love. They married and arrived at Ellis Island, NY with  an 
18 month old daughter named Sarah.
 
I met this family when they arrived in Los Angeles about 12 years later in  
the early sixties.  They had moved from Cincinnati, Ohio into an apartment  
just across from ours.  Barbara and my mother soon became close  friends.
 
I rode the bus to school with Sarah when we were teenagers. She and both  her 
sisters Jacci and Helen were all very beautiful  and popular  girls. I knew 
them all throughout our school years.  Sarah went on to  become a model known 
as Cyd and was featured in major national  commercials.  Louie and Barbara have 
grand children and great grandchildren  and on holidays, I am sure, they have 
a house full of love.
 
I never forgot that family.
 
Louie and Barbara have many years of history and memories to look back on  
now.  I called Barbara the other day and she sounds exactly the same as she  did 
45 years ago.  Barbara told me Louie went on to a successful  career in 
construction and they are comfortable and secure.
 
I never forgot seeing those numbers tattooed on Louie's arm when I was a  
kid.  I always felt fear that someday a government, even ours, could just  walk 
into a house and take a family to a death camp.  I was sure  at some point no 
body in Germany or Poland believed such a thing would be  possible.  But it 
happened.  A scary thought to live with.  
 
I am just happy that Louie and Barbara have had so many years of love and  
happiness to overshadow those years of pain and loss.  And it's all  possible 
because of a violin.
 
the end 
 
visit Glenn Steinberg at www.steinberggallery.com 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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from the March 2006 Edition  of the Jewish Magazine 
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