The Heart Has Reasons
THE HEART HAS REASONS
Dutch Rescuers of Jewish Children during the Holocaust
Updated Edition
Mark Klempner
Night Stand Books, Amsterdam
www.nightstandbooks.nl
© 2006, 2012 by Mark Klempner. All rights reserved.
Updated edition, Night Stand Books, 2012
First edition published by the Pilgrim Press, 2006
Printed in the United States of America.
Photographs courtesy of the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum (USHMM), Washington, DC; Netherlands Institute for War Documentation, Amsterdam, The Netherlands; Ghetto Fighters’ House (Beit Lohamei HaGetaot), Western Galilee, Israel; personal collections of the rescuers; and Mark Klempner.
Map of the Netherlands on page ii from Victims and Survivors: The Nazi Persecution of the Jews in the Netherlands 1940–45 by Bob Moore (Arnold, 1997). Reproduced by permission of Edward Arnold.
Cover and book design by Kati Roessner
Credits for profile chapter opening photos: Hetty Voûte (page 17): Hetty Voûte as a young woman. Courtesy of the Ghetto Fighters’ House (Beit Lohamei HaGetaot), Collection Hetty Voûte. • Heiltje Kooistra (page 41): Heiltje as an elder. Courtesy of the Kooistra Family. • Rut Matthijsen (page 59): One panel of Rut Matthijsen’s ID card. Courtsey of Rut Matthijsen’s personal collection. • Gisela Söhnlein (page 71): Gisela during the war. Courtesy of Gisela Söhnlein personal collection. • Clara Dijkstra (page 81): Clara as an elder. Courtesy of the author. • Kees Veenstra (page 101): Kees playing music at the secret cabin. Courtesy of Kees Veenstra personal collection. • Janet Kalff (page 121): Janet Kalff during the war. Courtesy of Janet Kalff personal collection. • Pieter Meerburg (page 127): Photo of Pieter from his ID card, taken during the Hunger Winter. Courtesy of Pieter Meerburg personal collection. • Mieke Vermeer (page 149): Mieke Vermeer as a young woman. Courtesy of Mieke Vermeer personal collection. • Theo Leenders (page 161): Ted Leenders in his early years. Courtesy of Ted Leenders personal collection.
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Klempner, Mark
The heart has reasons : Dutch rescuers of Jewish children during the Holocaust / Mark Klempner.—Updated edition
p. cm.
Includes bibliographical references.
ISBN: 978-0-9885674-0-5 (paperback)
ISBN: 978-0-9885674-1-2 (eBook)
1. Righteous Gentiles in the Holocaust—Netherlands—Biography. 2. World War, 1939–1945—Jews—Rescue—Netherlands. 3. Jewish children in the Holocaust—Netherlands. 4. World War, 1939–1945—Personal narratives, Dutch. 5. Netherlands —Ethnic relations. I. Title.
D804.65.K55 2012
940.53’18350922492—dc22
2005028965
The heart has reasons that reason knows not of.
—
Pascal
FOR
James R. McConkey
AUTHOR’S NOTE ON THIS UPDATED EDITION
Since the original publication of this book, I have continued to talk with and think about the rescuers and have incorporated some additional information and insights into this updated edition. I have also sharpened, tightened, and in some cases, improved the text. Several astute Dutch readers have pointed out minor errors, which I have corrected. Finally, I have updated the epilogue, and added twelve new photographs.
Contents
ONE ~ HETTY VOÛTE ~ INVINCIBLE SUMMER
TWO ~ HEILTJE KOOISTRA ~ FAITH LIKE A ROCK
THREE ~ RUT MATTHIJSEN ~ CHEMISTRY OF COMPASSION
FOUR ~ GISELA SÖHNLEIN ~ ON WINGS OF SONG
FIVE ~ CLARA DIJKSTRA ~ DIVINE MOTHER
SIX ~ KEES VEENSTRA ~ JUST THE HUMAN THING TO DO
SEVEN ~ JANET KALFF ~ A GLIMPSE OF GRACE
EIGHT ~ PIETER MEERBURG ~ MASTERMIND OF THE HEART
NINE ~ MIEKE VERMEER ~ STARING TRUTH IN THE FACE
TEN ~ THEO LEENDERS ~ LAUGHING IT ALL AWAY
FOREWORD
The holocaust has become universally recognized as the ultimate measure of radical evil. It confronts those who study it with the insurmountable task of trying to explain the existence of harm-doing on an unimaginable scale, and above all, the motivation and nature of the perpetrators. But if the Holocaust is a story with all too many perpetrators and victims and all too few heroes, the goodness of the rescuers is as difficult to explain as the evil of the perpetrators.
Rescue as part of national resistance, as in Denmark, or communal civil disobedience, as in Le Chambon, France, at least allows us to see the production of goodness as a group project, in which individuals acting in concert could find inspiration, support, and strength from one another. The individual rescuers, such as those in Holland who made their lonely decisions to risk everything to help strangers, acted with a moral autonomy that is both astonishing and humbling.
Without hyperbole or hagiographic fanfare, Klempner examines a small group of these remarkable Dutch rescuers, allowing us to hear them explain their lives in their own words and to sense the ethos in which they lived. The cumulative effect of their individual accounts is deeply moving, while simultaneously avoiding a false note of redemptive triumphalism. I have spent much of my professional career trying to put a human face on the ordinary men who committed acts of unspeakable evil. Like no other work I have read,
The Heart Has Reasons
puts a human face on those who committed acts of inestimable goodness.
—Christopher R. Browning
BEGINNINGS
We need to know people who
have made choices that we can make, too,
to turn us into human beings.
—Richard Bach
This book is about ten dutch men and women who helped save the lives of thousands of Jewish children during the Nazi occupation of their country. But this chapter is chiefly about how I came to record their stories, and what those stories have meant to me personally. The importance of any rescuer’s testimony as a historical document speaks for itself. But my interest in these particular accounts is not only historical but—unabashedly—inspirational. As the son of an immigrant who narrowly escaped the Holocaust, I found that these narratives helped me come to terms with my family’s past; as an American trying to navigate the challenges of our times, they’ve helped me to find my ethical bearings. In short, working with these people, recording their experiences, and getting to know them over the past ten years has changed my life. I hope that their example may do the same for others.
Fifteen years ago, I was a Los Angeleno with fraying nerves and a rapidly plummeting attitude. As I drove around the congested city, I wondered what had gone wrong. How had we, citizens of the most prosperous nation in the world, become so mistrustful, so incapable of caring about one another? Even the best of my fellow Los Angelenos seemed to be living in fear, on edge—the wealthy in Beverly Hills sequestered on gated estates with surveillance cameras and grounds security; the poor in East L.A. making do with deadbolts, chains, and barred windows.
Though I was doing all right as a musician, the self-aggrandizing nature of the music business was getting to me. All the individual acts of selfishness I had witnessed began to blur together, leaving me vulnerable to becoming another burned-out L.A. cynic. I suspected that if I spent another decade in “the industry,” I might turn into someone I didn’t recognize, someone I wouldn’t have wanted to know when I was younger.
I had come of age in the early 1970s, and like many young people at that time, believed “you’re either part of the solution, or part of the problem.” In October 1969, my father, recognizing an unjust war when he saw one, announced to the family that he was going to join the upcoming march on Washington. My sister and I, though barely into our teens, convinced him to let us come along. Upon our arrival at the national mall, he hoisted me onto his shoulders, and I surveyed the seemingly endless multitude united in their opposition to the Vietnam War. It was at that moment that I first became moved by the spirit of activism, “the power of the people” to effect social change.
As Richard Nixon’s malfeasance became exposed in the years that followed, I rallied and campaigned for causes and candidates I believed in; I stuffed envelopes, circulated petitions, and knocked on doors. I worked as a crewmember on the
Clearwater
to help clean up the Hudson River. Later, I answered a suicide prevention hotline. My spiritual studies had led me to believe that all life is connected, that everything I did, no matter how small, affected the whole. Through both my words and deeds I tried to “make a difference.”
