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<text id=91TT1157>
<title>
May 27, 1991: Death In Poland
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<history>
TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1991
May 27, 1991 Orlando
</history>
<article>
<source>Time Magazine</source>
<hdr>
BOOKS, Page 69
Death in Poland
</hdr><body>
<qt>
<l>WARTIME LIES</l>
<l>By Louis Begley</l>
<l>Knopf; 198 pages; $19</l>
</qt>
<p> Holocaust survivors talk of the shame of being alive.
Relatives, playmates, teachers, strangers were shot where they
lived or were shipped away and gassed, but they themselves
somehow did not die. Why? By what justice?
</p>
<p> Louis Begley, a Manhattan lawyer, was a young boy in
eastern Poland when World War II broke out. In a remarkable,
elegiac novel that surely is mostly memoir, he walks the
poisoned ground. His narrator, Maciek, is the son of a
prosperous Jewish doctor. Maciek's mother died in childbirth,
but a large, protective family surrounds him: grandparents,
servants, neighbors, a nursemaid named Zosia and a beautiful
aunt, Tania. But solidity melts away as the war and the Jew
hunting begin. Maciek's father is evacuated by Russian troops.
Tania becomes the mistress of a German officer. She and Maciek
resettle as Roman Catholics in a nearby town, then flee to
Warsaw when their protector kills himself to avoid being
arrested for fraternizing with Jews.
</p>
<p> Hiding becomes a tangle of lies--their own and those of
the Poles who, as long as the two have money, pretend to
believe them. As life in Warsaw disintegrates, Maciek and his
aunt live for months with peasants, then are on the run again.
Always, food must be scavenged, shelter of some kind found.
Eventually the war ends. Maciek has grown taller, noticed girls,
had a kind of boyhood. But he is blighted. "He became an
embarrassment and slowly died," writes the author. A man who
bears one of the names Maciek used has replaced him, but he "has
no childhood that he can bear to remember."
</p>
<p> By John Skow
</p>
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