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Conversation with Peter Jorgensen
Finding Humor in Hell
By Gene Santoro
COPENHAGEN, winter 1945:
Peter Jorgensen, 18, Is
‘8 Danish boy scout and
Resistance worker whom the
Gestapo arrests along with
other members of his cell After
days of torture, their captors
stuff the Danes into catte cars
‘and send them to an unknown
destination—reveated, after two
‘weeks of meandering through
devastated Germany in winter
cold, as Dachau concentration
camp. “You had to keep your
sense of humor,” Jorgensen
recalls. "It's all you had left”
You faced multiple
interrogations.
‘The first, they handcuffed mein
a chair covered with blood and
pounded my face. The second,
they put me in a straitjacket
and repeated the face-pound-
ing until Iwas more dead than
alive; then they took off the
straitjacket, and an agent built
like a bear beat me uncon-
scious, The third, I had interrogators
‘who looked like Laurel and Hardy but
‘weren't nearly as funny. One said, “We
‘want a confession, so I'l spare you fur-
ther beatings and read you your file.” It
‘was pretty complete from my birth on.
I expressed my admiration and signed
three copies. He told me I was up for the
death penalty; I said I wasn’t eager to die
at my tender age. He promised to reduce
my sentence to a trip to Germany. On
February 19, I celebrated my 19th birth-