Previous | Next
288289290291292293294295296297298299300301302303304305306307308309310311312313314315316317318319320321322323324325326327328329330331332333334335336 of 1029
By this time she had married a man named Stern who called
me up five minutes later to inform me, “I'm on my way down to
punch you in the jaw.” He never showed up.
The reason I mention Martha is that I went over to
Europe in 1935 after my marriage to Sylvia had gone kaput, and
while I was in London, Martha tracked me down. She called me
up from Berlin and invited me to come over and visit her at
the American Embassy in Berlin. So for ten days I was at the
embassy in Berlin. Hitler was then coming up very strongly,
and Nazi banners and goosestepping soldiers were all over the
place. They were cleaning up for the 1936 games in Berlin--
this was the summer of 1935. We'had to whisper because we
knew the embassy was bugged. Nobody talked in their normal
tone of voice the whole ten days I was there. Ambassador Dodd
was home reporting to Washington, so I was the man of the
house; and I escorted Martha and her mother to a party given
by Goering and other nauseating Nazi bigwigs.
What did you think?
Frankly, I was panicky. Don't forget I'm Jewish. The
whole campaign against the Jews had started, and I never knew
when somebody might grab me. And Martha was a very cruel girl.
She laughed at my fears. This was part of her sadistic nature.
One Sunday Goering gave a picnic on the Wansee. We had
a great big boat, and Martha and I went and lay in the sun on
the deck near the bow. Every time the wind blew, a big Nazi
© 2006 Columbia University
Libraries | Oral History
Research Office | Rights and
Permissions | Help