I was only 8 years old in 1953. But I understood what happened.

At home, it was a tragedy - this jewish woman, like us, was to be killed in the electical chair.

I remeber that she asked for a cigarrette, before her last moment.

It was so sad, and I, being only 8, came to get a complete notion of the political event,

and felt tired and upset.

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