Tag #125332 - Interview #97653 (Rebeka Evgin)

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My father was sick during the Wealth Tax.  He was in bed.  The only thing I remember was his bronze bedframe.  And he was in no shape to pay the tax that was demanded of him.  When the officers came, they registered that bronze bedframe among the furnishings that could be taken.  My siblings were around 16-17 years old.  They were doing odd jobs.  They did not demand a high tax from my oldest brother.  But the younger one suffered quite a bit.  My oldest brother was working with a hardware store owner named Salamon Benyesh, and they took on this tax.

The younger one of my older brothers, Simon was a somewhat lazy young man, he was very smart but used to act lazy.  He would fill small bags with lemon salt and sell them.  He appeared like a merchant and got his share of the 
Wealth Tax.  My older brother came home one evening, he looked quite worried.  My mother gave money and underwear to my older brother Simon.  When we heard from him the next day, he had crossed the border already.  With the help of a prison guard on the road, he went to Damascus, and later to Israel.  He attended the police academy in Israel, he improved himself, overcame his laziness like this; the officer education changed the course of his life.
Period
Year
1942
Location

/Adana
Türkiye

Interview
Rebeka Evgin