THEY WERE GOOD GERMANS ONCE

A poignant memoir of displaced German Jews and their struggle to find a home.

“While no one in my grandparents’ or parents’ generation attempted to pass as Gentiles,” writes novelist and biographer Toynton, “their whole culture, their entire sense of their identity, was German.” This self-identification extended in all directions: Apart from an occasional word, they spoke German and not Yiddish; German patriots, they scorned the “peasant” Jews of the Eastern European shtetl, so much so that a friend of the author’s asserted that the German Jews supported Hitler as a bulwark against Bolshevism. Their German world crumbled when Hitler came to power, and Toynton’s parents made their way to America, followed by some survivors who still believed “that Germany was a superior country to every other, perhaps to America most of all.” The author’s sensitive portrayal of these newcomers reveals different ways of contending with the past: the father who often traveled to Germany for business after the war, confident that the Nazis were no more; the uncle who accepted the promise of acculturation only to have it torn away from the Jews, “leaving them with nothing at all.” In that broken promise, Toynton finds reason to repudiate her family’s snobbish rejection of the Ostjuden, which “amounted to a hatred of what we were.” The author’s tone is often elegiac, and some of her episodes are strikingly gaunt; for instance, she hazards, walking among the broken residents of a geriatric home, that each would ask her to kill them if given the chance. Toynton also finds large insights in small incidents, as when, extolling the virtues of LSD, she is brought up short by an aunt who objects to the unearned shortcut to enlightenment.

A thoughtful, notable addition to the literature of the Holocaust and those survivors who started anew in America.