German Resistance In The Third Reich: A Survivor's Story 

Fuhlsbüttel Concentration Camp During The Hitler Years


"You are a Communist!" The guards told me. I said, "No, I am a Social Democrat!" 

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Hencke was in Block C, in cell number 9 on the bottom middle row, second to the right of the drainage pipe. His cell was called the "Unterkeller" (Lower cellar). To the right are two of the four guards that beat and tortured him up to 3-4 times a day. On the left is SA Robert Zirbes and SS Nikolaus Teutsch on the right. Just look into their eyes. Can you see the hate?


     In late January 1935, fate would suddenly take a terrible turn for Hencke. After almost two years of being an illegal courier traveling everyday between Hamburg and Uetersen, a man was caught by the Gestapo with one his anti-Nazi leaflets. Under torture, the man revealed the name of the person who gave it to him and where they could find him. They now turned South to find Hencke. He was arrested by the Gestapo on January 25, 1935 at a factory were he worked in Hamburg. Two officers escorted him outside and put him in a big black car. There were two other men, the driver and another Gestapo man. The curtains were drawn as the car drove off. Then they proceeded to beat him with brass knuckles and clubs until he was bloody and weak. He was then taken to Fuhlsbüttel and thrown into cell number 9, in Block C. 
     It was at this point that Hencke's life would be forever changed. Once he was in his cell the guards beat him even more. They tied his hands, put him in a corner and took turns abusing him physically. They beat him with clubs again, however this time more severely taking turns in their abuse. The four guards pushed and shoved him, punched him in the face and beat him up until he fell to the floor and then they began kicking him in the head with their boots until he was almost unconscious. There was one man there who would encourage the other men to beat him more. As a result of their brutality, Hencke lost several teeth and by the time they finished he had so much blood in his eyes that he couldn't see. His clothes were all covered in blood and they made him clean himself in his own drinking water.  
     At the time of Hencke's imprisonment, Fuhlsbüttel was run by SA and SS guards. It was an exceptionally brutal concentration camp. Over 250 people died here from starvation, torture and execution. In his small cell he slept on a fold out metal bed with a mattress filled with straw. In the winter months it got so cold that he couldn't sleep at night. He was not alone however, in is cell lived six rats which would haunt him by biting him on his toes at night when he tried to sleep. When this happened, he attempted to throw them off his feet and screamed in pain. The guards heard this and used this as an excuse to go into his cell and beat him even more. One day he mentioned to one of the guards about the rats in his cell and the guard coldly replied: "The rats belong there. That is there home!" 
     When it was time for him to eat, he was not even given the bare minimum amount of food for daily sustenance, only three slices of bread and a small cup of "corn coffee" which was pushed through the door of his cell with their boots. Their scorn for him remained constant. "You are a Communist!", the guards told him and Hencke replied, "No, I am a Social Democrat." They said : "Eat like an animal, you Red Pig!". His abuse from the guards continued daily. He was "visited" by them up to three to four times a day. During these so-called "visits", he was beaten time and again. His only break from his abuse came in late July 1935 when the guards were given orders that they were no longer allowed to beat and torture him any longer. His trial was scheduled for November 5th and the Nazis wanted him to heal so that the German public could not see the evidence of his abuse at their hands. His head had swollen up greatly as a result of their torture and it was filled with puss. His was sent to the infirmary in the prison to help him heal, not for his health, but only to help hide the evidence of his maltreatment. 
     Now the guards were only allowed to push and shove him. He was to begin his healing process so that he could be presentable for trial. On the day of November 5, 1935 he was sent to the Oberlandesgericht in Hamburg (The High Court) before the second senate for his crimes of treason against the Nazi regime. There all the cards were stacked against him. His lawyer was not a Nazi party member and sympathized with him, trying everything in his power to save his defendant. He told Hencke that "we have to be prepared to accept any sentence that is passed onto you". He later told him," You have no rights!". They can burn you. They can beat you, they can kill you and there's nothing you can do!"
     After Hencke's arrest in January, twelve of his comrades in his Genossen (youth group) were all arrested by the Gestapo one by one over the course of six months and sent to various camps. After the verdict was decided Hencke was sentenced to the hard labor camp Hahnöfersand, a special work camp for youths aged 18-21. There, he received more abuse at the hands of the Nazi's. Here he had to do back breaking work such as pushing heavy carts on tracks full of rocks. Often times these carts would come off the tracks and the guards used this as an excuse to beat the prisoners out of anger and cruelty. One day an unforgettable event happened to him when an SS guard there shot and killed a friend of Hencke's and he died in his arms. After this happened, the guard requested another assignment.
     In late July 1937, Hencke was temporarily released, but told by the camp commandant Johannes Rode of Fuhlsbüttel that he was to return there after which time he was to be deported to the concentration camp Sachsenhausen in 10 days. Once his mother heard  the terrible news, she walked at once to the Headquarters of the Gestapo in Hamburg. For nine days she went there and met with the Gestapo Chief Streckenbach and cried and begged for her sons freedom from morning until afternoon. On the last day before Hencke was to be deported to Sachsenhausen with the next transport, two highly decorated SS officers saw her and asked why she was crying. She told them of her apprehension and her sons fate and they told her: "Mother, we are speaking with Herr Streckenbach and we will see what we can do for you and your son."
     They spoke with the Gestapo Chief about releasing Hencke and helped prevent his deportation to the terrible Sachsenhausen concentration camp by convincing him that he should be on probation instead. Streckenbach then called up the camp commandant of Sachsenhausen as well as the commandant of Fuhlsbüttel and set him free with "many orders". After he was freed, he weighed only 80 pounds and went straight to the hospital. He was so weak and frail that the nurses all gave up on him. He remained sick for many months afterwards, but eventually recovered. Later on, he began working in a machine factory as an engineer and from time to time the Gestapo would come there to check up on him. They asked his boss: "What does he do here?" "What is his job?" He told them that he repaired machinery. After they had been following and eyeing him for a long while he began to develop what he called "persecution mania" or paranoia and he became deeply afraid of being arrested again. Sometime later, he went to a university in Hamburg where he studied political economy  for four and a half terms but was discharged by the Nazis.
In 1939, he joined a gymnastics club called Arnim. There he met up with seven of his comrades from his SAJ (socialist workers youth) who were imprisoned with him. There, Hencke organized anti-fascist youth work. Hencke never lacked bravery. Although he was issued a special pass which exempted him from military service due to his imprisonment, in 1936 he was given a chance to join the army. There were two army majors who went down the two long lines of men asking each one "Do you want to go to war?" and when one of them reached Hencke and asked him the question he defiantly said, "No, not for Hitler!" The major, admiring his honesty and courage came closer to him and whispered, "Well, it's a good thing that I asked you, because if the other officer had he would have shot you!"
Hencke continued his work at the gymnastics club Arnim until 1943 when the heavy allied bombing raids occurred. He was then was forced to clear away the rubble. The Nazis had great contempt for him because of his past imprisonment for resistance and placed him in dangerous areas during the raids. He was not allowed to go down into the shelters with the civilians, but made to stand in the entrance exposed to the danger.
     In January 1945, he was recruited to work in a factory where he produced Panzersperren (anti-tanks obstacles) until May 1945. At night he had to keep watch on the factory to protect it from the allied bombers. During the last weeks of the war, everything in Germany was in chaos. Defeat could no longer be denied, except only by fanatical Nazis. A strange event happened one day when Hencke was called into the office of a high ranking Nazi official. The man asked him "Hencke, I want your honest opinion. I promise as a soldier not to shoot you. What will become of the war and what will happen to me?" Hencke replied, "Well as far as the war is concerned, it is lost and for you I cannot say it is only written in the stars!", an old German proverb. The man suddenly became totally enraged at him and he saw that he put his hand on his pistol case, so Hencke said "Hey, but you promised!" The Nazi screamed, "Hencke Get Out!" 
     After the war ended he became a teacher and head of a children's home. He continued his vocational training and went on to become an elementary and high school teacher. Hencke was very proud of his commitment to the resistance against Hitler and never wanted others to forget that he was one of the few Germans who risked their lives to fight evil!
Sadly, he died in Hamburg on January 10, 2003 after battling a long illness at the age of 87. He was a very kind and generous man and will be remembered for his heroism. 

 

                 


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