Karl Stojka: We were from Vienna. Vienna was always our center. But if the day was like it is today—March, April—my dad would saddle up the horses and take his family, there were still a few family members who were there, and go on a tour, a trip so to speak. They would travel from Vienna torward Wiener Neutstadt or St. Pölten or in the direction of Graz...

Otto Rosenberg: And then we got divided to the blocks according to our tattoos. I was sent to block three. The name of the eldest of my block was Erich. I was working and living in this block for a while and I was ok, I did not get beaten or had to suffer from anything else. But I did not really realize what was going on in a KZ...

Liudmila Ivanova-Marants: You know, we particularly were discreet about it, because when someone called you a Gypsy it was considered an insult... I remember traveling with my father to Moscow, and there he took me to a Gypsy theater. I was about 14 years old. This was when I saw other Gypsies and I felt so pleased and became somewhat proud that I belonged to these people because they were such beautiful and talented people.