Music........Again
"The German officers heard him play in the streets one day and later brought him to perform every night in their compound in town," said Sefi Hanegbi, whose father played alongside Motele in a partisan camp in a forest during World War Two.Peter has written of a unique concert that has waited too long to be played.
After each performance, Motele hid his violin in the building and walked out with an empty case. He would return with the violin case full of explosives, stuffing them into cracks in the walls, and eventually setting them off, Hanegbi said.
Peter, I would have riden shotgun with you.
Violins of Hope
Labels: Musical Interludes
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I am a fourth generation Californian and always considered my roots buried in the sandy beaches of here. It wasn't until a few years ago that I also discovered that I am also Jew with family members who were slaughtered in concentration camps during WWII. Your post about the violins made a grown man cry. Thank you from my heart. A protestant NRA member/surfer bum has come home. God Bless America and thank you Xavier.
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