title: Gone To Pitchipoi: A Boy's Desperate Fight For Survival In Wartime (Jews of Poland)
author:  Rubin Katz 
description: "This memoir is remarkable for the ability of its author to recall so many events in detail and for the way he is able to be fair to all those caught up in the tragic dilemmas of those years. It is a major contribution to our understanding of the fate of Jews in smaller Polish towns during the Second World War. . . . This is a gripping, dramatic tale, more riveting than the most powerfully vivid novel, since it is truth and not fiction. The author has a photographic memory, and the amazing details from his youthages 8 to 13are related in great pathos, anguish and eloquence. . . . Every Jew and every human being who wants to appreciate the bestiality of the Shoah must read this very important book." (Rabbi Dov Peretz Elkins, JewishMediaReview <i>JewishMediaReview</i>)<br /><br />"Katz, who now lives in London, was just eight when his education was interrupted and he embarked on a scarcely believable flight to survive, helped by extremely brave members of his family. . . . Few children would be capable, having been catapulted from [an idyllic childhood] into a life on the run, of living on their wits as Katz did, pretending to be a Christian, disguising himself in Warsaw and hiding from the SS." (Jenni Frazer <i>The Jewish Chronicle</i>)<br /><br />[Katzs] story is compelling, drawing you in with each twist of fate and ingenuity as he defies detection and death time and time again. Beautifully and insightfully told, his story takes us behind the scenes. We see the normality of life for those who were not under threat and simultaneously the hostility and treachery that threatened those who were marked for death. (Dr. Stephen D. Smith, OBE Executive Director, USC Shoah Foundation Institute)<br /><br />"[A] miraculous tale . . . beautifully and sensitively written, Gone to Pitchipo is an important addition to Holocaust study. It will most definitely be highly appreciated by the layman and scholar alike." (Dr. Diane Cypkin, Pace University <i>Martyrdom &amp; Resistance (Yad Vashem), January/February 2014</i>)<br /><br />"Gone to Pitchipoi is the true and extraordinary story of a Jewish boys experiences alone and on the run from the Nazis in wartime Poland. Its a book of non-fiction, but its also a gripping and very well-told adventure story, written from the perspective of the boy, and certainly one of the most vivid accounts of holocaust survival I have read. . . . Highly recommended." (Gary Snapper, Editor, Teaching English <i>National Association for The Teaching of English, United Kingdom</i>)<br /><br />"[E]ven among the most thorough accounts, this Holocaust narrative is specialfor being a fine piece of writing, for its keen insight and for setting the story in its historical context. . . . Told in a vivid and engrossing style, this remarkable memoir depicts the entire range of the hidden child's experiences in Poland." (Rachelle Goldstein, editor, The Hidden Child Foundation newsletter)
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  # **Chapter 3**
  
  ### **_Bad Tolz, Germany, 31 January 2005_**
  
  _Schultz is too clean_ , thought Krueger. In an exercise in mud crawling
  intended for little higher purpose than to accustom the boys to getting dirty
  --well, that and simple toughening to overcome their civilized sensibilities,
  the boy remained too clean.
  
  Krueger bent over and picked up a clod of half-frozen mud. This he smeared
  into Schultz's face snarling, "You little pussy. You smelly little fur-hole
  filled with nothing. You are nothing so good as a Jew-bitch camp whore. At
  least she would have known her job."
  
  Turning from Dieter to the rest of the platoon, standing in ranks, Krueger
  shouted, "The earth is your friend. Use it. Huddle up to it as if to your
  mother's tit. Embrace it like the little sluts you used to waste your time
  with. Dig into it. Do not be like this ever-so-prissy little schoolboy,
  Schultz, afraid to get yourse