Someone to Remember: Irma Grese

Someone I think we must pay our respects and remember today is the brave Irma Grese. She truly exemplifies what a German should be like. What a girl. She never wavered or relinquished her faith  – even in the face of hopelessness and death. Always steadfast.

She was hanged on absolutely false charges from beginning to the end – made possible by lies from hateful scoundrels such as Olga Lengyel, merely puke in human form. Literally! I’m not kidding, look it up. The witnesses could hardly tell the accused apart therefore the ever so the ‘helpful’ Americans hanged signs with numbers on the necks of the accused so that the accusers could more easily identify their victim.

[divider]Letter from Irma Grese dated 29 November 1945 to Helene Grese[/divider]

Letter of Irma Grese to Helene Grese.

Leni! My dear little sister!

You have made me very happy with the good news from home. I am quite another person. Now we must cross our fingers that I can stay alive. I am not letting my courage sink, and I hope that a little change will come into view.

Leni! Is it true that my Anneli has left something good for me? This was my only wish, to get something like that so as not to be hanged like a witch! [1] Now I am quite at ease, for now I know that I can avoid the terrible manner of death by making an easy end to myself. Leni, please send best wishes to my Anneli and many, many thanks for her sports event, which has come to me as if on demand!

If I should no longer be in a position to thank Annelies, you will have to look after it, for she is my saviour – ! (You know what I mean, don’t you). Just imagine, Leni! Anneli likes me so much, she is putting her own life on the line just to free me from the fear of death. She is quite simply rescuing me from the terrible fate that is facing me. I can’t find words of thanks, for it is the greatest happiness granted to me in the last days of my life! That happiness is: a sports event from my dear Anneli!

Don’t have any bad thoughts, for I am still a little hopeful !! – If it really must be, and I am to do, don’t you be sad, for I am dying for my country! You have to be as proud of that as I am! I can still hope and not let myself be robbed of hope! —– If I have other thoughts I will write to Anneli too, since she deserves it!

Kisses from
Irmkins.

Regards to Anneli.

[divider]Additional letter – to her Mutti and Papi.[/divider]

Dear Dad, dear Mum.

In the last hours of my life I want to let you read my thoughts as a last greeting. I believe and hope that you, my dear Daddy, know your dear daughter very well and will keep me in your memory for all time. For that reason I have a last great request for you: Cast off all your sorrows, your grief that have plagued you in these weeks. You must not say – If only. No, that is wrong. This is how you must think:

My dear daughter Irma is and was a young, brave girl, with a pure German soul inherited from her dear Dad! My German courage and my brave mood give me the strength to live and, if it must be, to die! If fate has determined to tear me from this earthly life so young, then let one thing be certain: that I, as your daughter as you know me, as a brave German woman unreproached by the Germans, will go into the unknown with a clear conscience and above all proudly! I refuse to let any trace of fear or despair enter my heart. Peace and a great strength have replaced them, and these two I will cling to, and they will be my true companions until my last breath.

It was never my intention to exalt myself in any way. But they will not have the triumph of seeing me demean myself by even a finger’s breadth. And whatever they all think, if anybody asks, tell them, my dear Dad: Irma, yes, that was my daughter and always will be! You need not be ashamed of me. For I am doing my duty loyally for my Fatherland! Just as I and others did our duty, so we go to meet our fate!

I do not count, because I was far too small. But those who do count will live on, and hopefully will repay like with like! Even if it takes a certain period of time, there will come a time not to leave injustice unerased.

Dad, hold your head high, even if it is hard. But I believe that both you and my dear Mum will be as strong as your dear daughter Irma.

Tell my dear friends, aunts and uncles, that I send them all my greetings; let them remember me as I was.

Mum and my brothers and sisters, take my last farewell, and think always that though I die physically, I will always be with you.

My life is in the hands of the judges, but not my honour!

Your dear daughter

Irma.

[divider]Comment from k0nsl[/divider]

It is a huge misfortune that there isn’t enough photographs of this beautiful person on the Internet. She looked like a true film star – even in the dungeons of Allied captivity. Simply stunning!

I recommend reading this too:

[divider]Notes[/divider]

1. Anneli was a girl who as a court observer became particularly interested in Irma Grese and took up written correspondence with her via Helene Grese. She apparently wanted to procure poison for her to enable her suicide.]

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