I was 16 at Pitchipoi - Denise Toros-Marter
"Pitchipoi" was a strange name that sounded unpleasant to us, Provençal Jews who had grown up with the patois of the South of France. It was at Drancy, the camp where out family was interned that we first heard the word Pitchipoi. We didn’t know its origin in the Yiddish culture of Poland in which it referred to a little imaginary village. “We knew even less what was to be the reality of this unknown destination for those interned at Drancy. When we discovered it, all hope vanished. It was Auschwitz.
Scarred forever by the deportation, Denise Toros-Marter was able to find the strength after the war to commit herself to the incessant task of transmitting the memory of the Shoah.