A Day at Floßenbürg Concentration Camp

As pre­vi­ously men­tioned, I was blessed to spend a month in Ger­many with my son, his wife and my new grand baby. I stayed in the Ger­man state of Bavaria, and tech­ni­cally we were just an hour out­side of the Czech Repub­lic. I stayed in a small town called Wei­den (in der Oberp­falz). I got to visit Amberg, Nurem­berg, and Floß. I walked just a lit­tle bit in Frank­furt when I arrived but didn’t stay too long there.

Since we were just a few miles out­side of Floß my son took me to the Floßen­bürg Con­cen­tra­tion Camp. The Camp has been pre­served and the Coun­try of Ger­many has done a very good job at taste­fully and respect­fully telling the sto­ries of the vic­tims of Floßen­bürg. Actu­ally Ger­many has pre­served it to remind the world what can hap­pen… what did hap­pen. No mat­ter what the holo­caust deniers in this world try to assert, the proof and evi­dence is kept to either silence them or prove them to be fools. Below are the pic­tures I took. You will not see tons of pic­tures and I did not pose in any of them. It was a very solemn and very sad visit. I took pic­tures to share with those of you who have never been there, and may never see it. I took pic­tures to share the story of those who lost their lives and those who survived.

As you walk through the pro­cess­ing hall it is now a museum. There are lit­tle sta­tions with orig­i­nal doc­u­ments, let­ters form pris­on­ers, cloth­ing, pic­tures, logs, and the most amaz­ing part are recorded sto­ries told by sur­vivors. Their voices are heard and they speak not only for them­selves but in mem­ory of the friends, fam­ily and inmates who died bru­tally in Floßen­bürg. I also high­light some items about Diet­rich Bon­ho­ef­fer who was exe­cuted in Floßen­bürg just days before its liberation.

Below are the pic­tures with com­men­tary. If you click on an indi­vid­ual pic­ture it should take you to a larger version.

From Wikipedia on Bonhoeffer’s death:

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Bon­ho­ef­fer was con­demned to death on April 8, 1945, by SS judge Otto Thor­beck at a drum­head court-martial with­out wit­nesses, records of pro­ceed­ings or a defence in Flossen­bürg con­cen­tra­tion camp.[32] He was exe­cuted there by hang­ing at dawn on April 9, 1945, just two weeks before sol­diers from the United States 90th and 97th Infantry Divi­sions lib­er­ated the camp,[33][34] three weeks before the Soviet cap­ture of Berlin and a month before the capit­u­la­tion of Nazi Ger­many. Like other exe­cu­tions asso­ci­ated with the July 20 Plot, the exe­cu­tion was par­tic­u­larly bru­tal. Bon­ho­ef­fer was stripped of his cloth­ing and led naked into the exe­cu­tion yard, where he was hanged with thin wire for death by stran­gu­la­tion. Hanged with Bon­ho­ef­fer were fel­low con­spir­a­tors Admi­ral Wil­helm Canaris; Canaris』 deputy Gen­eral Hans Oster; mil­i­tary jurist Gen­eral Karl Sack; Gen­eral Friedrich von Rabenau;[35] busi­ness­man Theodor Strünck; and Ger­man resis­tance fighter Lud­wig Gehre. Bonhoeffer’s brother, Klaus Bon­ho­ef­fer, and his brothers-in-law Hans von Dohnanyi and Rüdi­ger Schle­icher were exe­cuted else­where later in the month.

The camp doc­tor who wit­nessed the exe­cu­tion wrote: “I saw Pas­tor Bon­ho­ef­fer … kneel­ing on the floor pray­ing fer­vently to God. I was most deeply moved by the way this lov­able man prayed, so devout and so cer­tain that God heard his prayer. At the place of exe­cu­tion, he again said a short prayer and then climbed the few steps to the gal­lows, brave and com­posed. His death ensued after a few sec­onds. In the almost fifty years that I worked as a doc­tor, I have hardly ever seen a man die so entirely sub­mis­sive to the will of God.”[31]


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