By Donna Wichelman
(Part II of a two-part series on the Raffle of the 10th of January 1944 (roundup of Jews) in the Gironde, France. See Part I, from September 4, 2026.)
In September, the first of a two-part article appeared in this blog about the Raffle, or roundup, of the 10th of January 1944 in German-occupied France, specifically Libourne in the Gironde. This past 10th of January marked the 82nd Anniversary of the event—something most of us find difficult to talk about because it’s so horrific. This two-part article is the story of one Jewish woman’s survival during one of the darkest times in our world’s history and how she has redeemed the abomination of the past.
| Mme Josette Melinon and Donna: October 2023, Donna's Gallery |
| Mme Josette Melinon and her Father: Mme Melinon's Archives |
Kami’s brother had a skin disease, so his daughter (a Catholic) traveled by train to Drancy to take care of him. The Germans toyed with them, saying she could stay with her father if two people volunteered to be set free. But, of course, the Germans kept those volunteers’ papers so they could arrest them again later. Unfortunately, despite her Catholic status, his daughter’s decision led to internment at Auschwitz with her father. Many families were lost that way. They would try to discover what happened to their relatives, but then the Germans would take them away as well.
Another cousin was expecting a baby at Drancy. When it came time for her to deliver, they sent her to Rothschild
Hospital. But she never saw her baby.
In September's blog post, we learned that Josette’s mother had also been taken to Drancy. But her story took a different turn while interned there. You see, part of the cruelty the Germans imposed was a system by which they determined who would be sent to Auschwitz. Identity papers were marked with an A, B, C, or D. No one knew what the letters meant except the Germans. Those deported to Auschwitz had Bs by their names.
Josette’s mother’s paper had been marked with a B. But someone had done a good deed, crossed out the B, and wrote an A. This meant she would not be deported, but would be a prisoner instead, working as a nurse in the children's ward of Rothschild Hospital. It would be a pivotal role for her.
The Germans came to the hospital every Saturday to check on who had gotten better and who had died. Josette’s mother became part of a Resistance group that hid the children, telling the soldiers they were dead or too sick with an infectious disease to be released. Then they would shuffle the children off to families or hide them under tables covered with sheets if they didn't have enough time to get them out.
| Mme Mother (Middle) as a Nurse at Rothschild Hospital, Paris: Mme Melinon's Archives |
Though most of Josette’s family was deported, one relative escaped. He was Josette’s cousin Myriam Errerra’s younger brother, Enri. When officials came to take the family away, he was in the house upstairs and didn’t move. He quickly got out of the house and walked along the roof until he could get down and find some friends he knew. They put him on a train to get him away from the trouble. Though guilt haunted him for years, his escape meant he could help others in the Resistance.
Though Enri found friendships in the Resistance, his son told Josette that they always put him in the most dangerous places. They’d say, “He’s just a Jew,” a sign that even within the ranks of those fighting to win the war, racism wasn’t far from their doorstep.
| Enri Errerra and Wife: Josette Melinon's Gallery |
Fast-forward sixty years to 2004, when a teacher in Libourne took their middle school class to see an exhibition of Jewish children deported to Auschwitz. One of those children came from Libourne. The girl turned out to be Mme Melinon's cousin, Myriam Errera. When Mme Melinon realized the heartfelt desire of the class to understand the past, she became passionate about creating a foundation named after her cousin—the Association Souvenir Myriam Errera. The Association not only provides educational resources on the Jewish Holocaust, but it’s also a way to memorialize those who died.
Since the association's founding, a local school has been named after Myriam Errera. Josette also travels to the community schools each year to speak about the roundups, and the classes have a unit that addresses racism and anti-Semitism. In addition, every year, Libourne has a calendar of events that commemorate the Jewish Holocaust as well as the liberation of Libourne on 28 August 1944. See: Association Myriam 1.docx and an Article Published in Le Résistant on the Jewish Holocaust.
|
Libourne
Commemoration Event: Mme Melinon's Archives |
| Page of Brochure from Mme Melinon's History Class: Mme Melinon's Archives |
I leave this blog with a letter from Myriam's father on their way to Auschwitz in February 1944. He threw it out the train window with the hope someone would find it and deliver it to her grandfather:
We’re going away from Drancy today towards Metz and we will be in Dresden or Czechoslovakia. We send you back the money we have, because they took away all our money, jewels, the food we had in cans, they took 810 francs… the rest was saved as you can see. We’re 60 people in the carriage ... Everyone in families, thank goodness. There are quite a lot of people who are ill. Happily, until now we’ve been saved from this. The stay in Drancy was not too bad. We hope this war will soon end. We don’t know where we stay or if this letter and its contents comes to you. Thank God, because I suppose afterward you will not get any news and we won’t get out of this to get them to you. I hope you have as much courage as we do, because our courage here is magnificant to see, and our morale is excellent. We regret all our beasts [animals] that we’ve left behind. We hope that Marcel and you will take care of our little cat…Courage and come back soon. We kiss you hundreds and hundreds of times.
Leonce Errerra
Letter Written by Leonce Errerra to His Family in February 1944:
Mme Melinon's Archives
![]() |
Donna and her husband of forty-one years participate in ministry at their local church in Colorado. They love spending time with their grandchildren and often bike, kayak, and travel.

No comments:
Post a Comment