Eddie Jaku must be the unluckiest man alive. The engineering student was so devoted to his studies he hadn’t returned home to his family in five years when on November 9, 1938, he spontaneously decided to visit and ended up in the hands of the Nazis.
It was The Night of Broken Glass — the day the Nazi propagandists orchestrated what at first seemed to be a random uprising of the German people against the Jews.
“There was no one home but when I opened the door there was my dachshund Lulu,” Mr Jake says.
“It had been five years but she still remembered me. She was jumping up so excited.
“The Nazis came and they bashed me. My pyjamas were filled with blood. And I was taken to my first concentration camp.”
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