Czechoslovak Political Prisoners - über das Projekt Political ...

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On September 29, 1950 I came home from school in Pardubice. About 7 p.m. a guy came up to me and said, “I would need to talk to you, we are interested in some things.” I lived in the suburbs of Pardubice called Slezské in the outskirts and there was a small park about a hundred meters from our house. He told me we would meet over there absolutely not knowing what was going on. He told me, “I am from school and I would need some parts for radios and such stuff.” I just replied that I don’t do things like that. I still didn’t have a clue what was going on and when he saw that he wouldn’t get anything out of me he gave a sign and all of a sudden there were some fifteen men saying, “We are arresting, we are arresting you,” and that was it. Then they came home with me and searched my house. My parents were frightened as well as my remaining three siblings. By 11 p.m. they transported me to the prison in Hradec Králové, not saying a word to my parents, just mentioning that they would ask me a few questions and that I would return the next day. I came back in five years. What exactly did they look for during the house search? They were searching for anything. I was just working on a radio. I wanted to make a radio connected to an LP player because such stuff was not available on the market, but they thought it was the construction of a radio transmitter. I sympathized with Americans and from 1946 I got a bulletin from the American Embassy. There weren’t any political things against Communism, it was just a bulletin distributed by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. That was also evidence and then we were sentenced for the Americanism. They were searching for anything that they could sentence us for. At 11 o’clock they transported me to the prison and there I waited for three days not knowing what was going on. They wrote some papers with me and they let me be for three days. Then they blinded my eyes and took me the Ulrichovo Square where the offices of the secret police were. That was my first interrogation and it lasted from 10 a.m. until 1 a.m. They were still trying to convince me to tell them something, but I kept saying, “I don’t know anything, I don’t know about anything.” I wasn’t admitting anything so they ended it at night and they took me back to the jail. On the second and third day it looked the same and on the third day they just told me, “Hey, don’t be ridiculous, here are the reports. We locked up others and they’ve already told us everything that you were doing.” Did you know the people that were written up in the reports that they showed you? I knew them because we did one silly thing since we agreed on establishing an official scouts group. Unfortunately, another guy who wanted to escape across the border in 1949 joined our group as well. They caught him and punished him with a half year of imprisonment for attempting to cross the border. He was showing off that he had friends he could write to and that we could come and get him out of prison. He was already somewhere by Jáchymov, somewhere at Vykmanov on “C.” He probably told this to someone who was already cooperating with the secret police. This person had to give out our names and so they came and arrested us all. That was already after the bombing of the Communist’s building. That was the biggest thing we did and the policemen called it, “Noisemaker.” They were wondering who did that for about a year and half before this “good boy” told them. What happened when they brought your colleague’s reports and showed you? I just read the reports and I found out there was my compliant named Ctirad Andrýs and another compliant Lubka Škaloud. “Oh, it’s good, there is three of us.” I thought to myself. They practically threw out the things that weren’t deniable anymore. So I just told them I agreed, Czechoslovak Political Prisoners 115

I signed it and that was the end. Then they weren’t okay with it and they called me back in two weeks. These interrogations were taking place in a prison in Hradec. My cell there was just a little distance from the interrogation room. It was about ten meters away so I could hear all the interrogations taking place. At night it was crying or some beating. It wasn’t anything nice when all of a sudden at night you hear some horrible screaming. First there were some investigators yelling and then there was the prisoner crying because they were beating him. There they brought me and told me that I didn’t tell them everything. I denied that and said I did. So they turned me to the wall and I had to squat and hold my arms out straight. On my arms they put a ruler and I looked in front of me and on the wall I saw dried blood. So I thought to myself, “Well this is where all the fun is ending, this is where it gets tough.” This I repeated to myself about three times. Sometimes they hit me over my arms with that ruler on the strengthened side, but they didn’t get anything else out of me. So they let me be and all of sudden in January after the new year they called me up for more investigations again. There I heard again, “You didn’t tell us everything.” Everything was again the same. Later we found out that Zbyněk Škaloud started to make things up and let his fantasy go and started to give them names. I don’t know whether he wanted to please them or what. That meant that he helped get others arrested including Květa Pilmanová, who was a friend of ours, Radek Brožový, Karel Havránek, Jirka Pašta, or Bohouš Marek. Do you know whether he did it on purpose or by mistake? I really think he did it on purpose. Later I found out that he was a real covert. He liked to show off and because he talked too much he practically got eight other people arrested. How did you make it through your trial? Did you have a clue that you could get such a high sentence? On March 14th-15th, 1951 we stood in front of the court. It was a monster-process. It was a public process where they invited all the young students from the schools and all the young representatives from the factories. It was in a court hall in Hradec and we were judged as a dangerous and frightening case to society. They were judging us for being scouts, because all though scouting was prohibited we kept doing it. This was decided right at the beginning because they were accusing us of high treason, espionage, and I don’t know what else because there were about six charges that were really serious. They called us, “Group JU1,” and I don’t know why it was JU, but maybe from Junák Group and the first one. There were nine of us. Lubka Škaloud got the highest sentence, 14 years. Then there was Zbyněk Škaloud who got 12 years. I got the third highest sentence – 11 years. Then behind in a row was Ctirad Andrýs and these are all people who are dead now: Ctirad Andrýs 10 years, Radek Brož 9 years, Bohouš Marek 7 years, Pašta 7 years, Havránek 4 years and Květa Pilmanová, who had her eighteenth birthday on the day of the trial, got 1 year. Were your parents present? My parents were there. There was my mother, my father, and even my girlfriend who I was dating at that time. This young lady was waiting until my release and we have lived together up until today. What happened after your trial? After the trial things happened really quickly because we stayed in Hradec for a couple of days and then transferred to Pankrác. That was something like a stay over and from there we went to Jáchymov, where I arrived sometime around March 25. That means that in about ten 116

I signed it and that was the end. Then they weren’t okay with it and they called me back in<br />

two weeks. These interrogations were taking place in a prison in Hradec. My cell there was just<br />

a little distance from the interrogation room. It was about ten meters away so I could hear all<br />

the interrogations taking place. At night it was crying or some beating. It wasn’t anything nice<br />

when all of a sudden at night you hear some horrible screaming. First there were some investigators<br />

yelling and then there was the prisoner crying because they were beating him.<br />

There they brought me and told me that I didn’t tell them everything. I denied that and<br />

said I did. So they turned me to the wall and I had to squat and hold my arms out straight.<br />

On my arms they put a ruler and I looked in front of me and on the wall I saw dried blood. So<br />

I thought to myself, “Well this is where all the fun is ending, this is where it gets tough.” This<br />

I repeated to myself about three times. Sometimes they hit me over my arms with that ruler<br />

on the strengthened side, but they didn’t get anything else out of me. So they let me be and<br />

all of sudden in January after the new year they called me up for more investigations again.<br />

There I heard again, “You didn’t tell us everything.” Everything was again the same. Later we<br />

found out that Zbyněk Škaloud started to make things up and let his fantasy go and started<br />

to give them names. I don’t know whether he wanted to please them or what. That meant<br />

that he helped get others arrested including Květa Pilmanová, who was a friend of ours, Radek<br />

Brožový, Karel Havránek, Jirka Pašta, or Bohouš Marek.<br />

Do you know whether he did it on purpose or by mistake?<br />

I really think he did it on purpose. Later I found out that he was a real covert. He liked to<br />

show off and because he talked too much he practically got eight other people arrested.<br />

How did you make it through your trial? Did you have a clue that you could get such a high<br />

sentence?<br />

On March 14th-15th, 1951 we stood in front of the court. It was a monster-process. It was<br />

a public process where they invited all the young students from the schools and all the young<br />

representatives from the factories. It was in a court hall in Hradec and we were judged as<br />

a dangerous and frightening case to society. They were judging us for being scouts, because<br />

all though scouting was prohibited we kept doing it. This was decided right at the beginning<br />

because they were accusing us of high treason, espionage, and I don’t know what else because<br />

there were about six charges that were really serious. They called us, “Group JU1,” and I don’t<br />

know why it was JU, but maybe from Junák Group and the first one. There were nine of us.<br />

Lubka Škaloud got the highest sentence, 14 years. Then there was Zbyněk Škaloud who got 12<br />

years. I got the third highest sentence – 11 years. Then behind in a row was Ctirad Andrýs and<br />

these are all people who are dead now: Ctirad Andrýs 10 years, Radek Brož 9 years, Bohouš<br />

Marek 7 years, Pašta 7 years, Havránek 4 years and Květa Pilmanová, who had her eighteenth<br />

birthday on the day of the trial, got 1 year.<br />

Were your parents present?<br />

My parents were there. There was my mother, my father, and even my girlfriend who I was<br />

dating at that time. This young lady was waiting until my release and we have lived together<br />

up until today.<br />

What happened after your trial?<br />

After the trial things happened really quickly because we stayed in Hradec for a couple of<br />

days and then transferred to Pankrác. That was something like a stay over and from there we<br />

went to Jáchymov, where I arrived sometime around March 25. That means that in about ten<br />

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