Hohe Strasse corner Bayrische Strasse (formerly Bismarckstrasse)
- 1942, January 12, Monday – As we are walking, he says: “State Police. Do you want to see my ID?” — “Not here.” Opposite the station, on the Hohe Strasse side, where I used to park, a big office building between the hotels. So this is the Gestapo building, about which so many terrible stories are told. My dog-catcher says to a comrade coming toward him: “He’s wandering around on the tram during rush hour; I want to frisk him.” To me, incidentally without shouting: “You wait here, behind the stairway.” I stood there for a few minutes. Very short of breath. All the time with the feeling: “When will they let you go?” **p4
- 1942, August 10, Monday morning – On Saturday an elderly gentleman, who appeared familiar to me, came to look at the apartment. Not discourteous, greeted us with a “good day.” Elsa Kreidl said this was Head Forester Fritzsche, and Eva, who exchanged a few words with him, recognized him as a brother of the Ministerial Councillor Fritzsche with whom we had exchanged the apartment in Holbeinstrasse for the one in Hohe Strasse. I called the head forester our enemy, Eva defended him, he could be retired, have no connection with the “movement,” have been quite innocently referred to this apartment. **p118
- 1943, July 24, Saturday midday – Fetscher, my former colleague, great friend of the Jews, who has been prevented from treating Jews; Fetscher is on holiday until the beginning of August. Dr. von Wegmam, who once made a home visit to Eva in Hohe Strasse, is no longer at the place listed in the address book, and as a Baltic German his views are doubtful. Professor Grote of the Johannstadter Hospital “is not taking any new patients before the middle of August.” **p247
- 1945, Piskowitz, February 19, Monday afternoon – Here [in Piskowitz] we first of all asked Agnes whether she had ever told anyone in the town that… Reply: no one. Now the young mayor wanted to know why we had thought of Piskowitz. I: Agnes had been in service with us for many years. “Oh, then you are Herr …” — “Klemperer.” — “Did you not live somewhere else before?” — “Yes, in Hohe Strasse.” — “Anna Durrlich was with you there, wasn’t she.” We talked freely about everything, asked after Anna—she was married in Vienna. Then when our details were taken down, the question that had not been put in Klotzsche: “You are not of Jewish descent or of mixed race?” — “No.” **p415
Credit: AlteDresden.de
Source:
- ** I Will Bear Witness, Volume 2: A Diary of the Nazi Years: 1942-1945, Victor Klemperer, Publisher : Modern Library; Illustrated edition
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