Dear Family and Friends –
It is with great sorrow I tell you that Harry Sanders, 94, passed away Sunday March 27th, at 9:45am.
A holocaust survivor, he battled this latest enemy, cancer, courageously. He deserved peace and tranquility having faced so much adversity in his life.
The link below is meant for you to share some of the happier moments with Harry. In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions may be made to Jewish Social Services Agency (JSSA), 200 Wood Hill Road, Rockville, MD 20850, Attention: Cafe Europa Survivors Fund, In Memory of Harry Sanders.
Fred, Theresa, Evan, Jordan and Ursula Sanders
Arrangements under the direction of Danzansky-Goldberg Memorial Chapels Inc., Rockville, MD.
On Sunday, March 27, 2011 Harry Sanders of Rockville, MD; beloved husband of Ursula Sanders, devoted father of Fred Sanders, loving grandfather of Evan Sanders & Jordan Sanders, dedicated father-in-law to Theresa Sanders, fond uncle of David Milner. He was a Holocaust Survivor who actively kept the memories of that tragic era alive for all those who asked. A tailor by trade, he operated Oakland Dry Cleaners in Bayside, NY until 2003, when he and Ursula moved to The Revitz House in Rockville, MD to be close to his son Fred, Theresa and his grandchildren. He relished his family, and friends at The Revitz House, and fully enjoyed his life there.
EUOLOGY FOR HARRY SANDERS
Eulogies are often an expression of someone's affection. For a man who faced so much adversity in his life, my father was a happy go lucky optimist who loved to tell the back stories of the life that made him the exact opposite of what you might expect, considering the circumstances which he faced in life.
A couple of years ago The Ethical Will Project of the Hebrew Home interviewed Harry and Ursula and transcribed a series of interviews. I paraphrase this very interesting reading from Dad's perspective.
A TRUE SURVIVOR MANY TIMES OVER
When he was 16, he joined the Polish Army, said he was 18,
Survived by getting out of Vilna before its Jewish population was inundated.
He hunted Nazi's with inadequate firepower,
Survived by being captured instead of shot.
Put to work at a slave labor camp,
Survived by spreading dung on the fields.
Transported from one slave camp to another in cattle cars,
Train stopped, doors open, large pit in front, Nazi's firing machine guns, drops out of boxcar into pit,
Survived by hiding under dead bodies until dark, only his pinky was grazed.
Nightfall comes, Partisans come out of the woods to inspect the pit grave.
Survived by living with the Partisans in the woods for a year and a half.
Shot at in the woods daily while picking fruit to eat,
Survived by being liberated by the British Army.
Shipped to Newcastle with his Vilna boys, still wasn't free,
Joined King George's Army ready to go to Japan,
Survived because the Atom Bomb dropped before they dropped onto Japan's shores..
Sold toy dogs to stores while all the factories were making war machinery,
Couldn't cook more than salami and eggs,
Survived by marrying Ursula, who could cook a feast from rations on a radiator and hot plate.
Searched for his long lost sister,
heard she was on a displaced persons boat,
Survived by shaming the boat captain into letting him board so they could finally see each other.
Came to New York with his skills as a tailor,
Survived by opening up a small tailor shop, then a Dry Cleaner, then a Dry Cleaning plant with pickup & delivery.
Started a family with Ursula, had a son
We all are now part of that family,
We are all here at this place because he survived,
He survives in our hearts.