Murder Story of Uman Jews at the Uman Jewish Cemetery

…The Germans organized their first pogrom in Uman on September 23. On that day, I left at dawn for a neighboring village. When I got back, I found no one at home. The apartment had been turned upside down. I rushed to the town jail. From the other side of the fence I heard cries of "Shma Yisroel," the sobbing of women, the crying of children. All at once the prison gates opened wide. The Germans brought some Jewish men out into the street. Each had a shovel in his hands. I saw my father and ran toward him. "Goodbye, Raya!" my father said. "Mother and Khaya are in the jail. They're taking us to be shot." The Germans threw me aside and herded the men into the cemetery…