Zdeněk Bouček

* 1932

  • "There was a Hitler Youth in Gröbe's villa. The villa was occupied - Gröbe Villa - and the Hitler Youth was staying there. But when there was an air raid on Prague, a firebomb was dropped there - on that villa. But they - and the explosive one next to it went off, there was a huge crater - but they were lucky that they were in the dining room and they were also somewhere on a Hitler Youth camp, so there were few left. They then - one of them ran down our street, looking for us to help them clear it out. I had to go too, but a bomb fell between our houses. And there was a huge crater, and the landlord had some kind of a gazebo there. And the planks fell into our bedroom, where, he, my grandfather didn't go into the shelter at all, he was still in bed, my grandfather, he was in bed and he didn't want to. He was covered in dirt and everything, the boards. We didn't even have a window in the kitchen. Because we had a kitchen and a bedroom facing the yard where the bomb fell. Well, now all of a sudden, we had to move. And I look at my grandfather, he's buried. So I ran out on the sidewalk and started crying that the Americans killed my grandfather. And some guy there, the one who was in charge, he said, 'What are you doing?' And then I came and the neighbor was already digging my grandfather out, taking out the boards. And suddenly my grandfather spoke and said, 'They're here!' The Americans."

  • "We used to go to school on Mírové náměstí. And you know, we were running, there was an intersection and I ran across the intersection, there were probably five of us and I was the last one. Well, yeah, but there was a car that braked hard and a German soldier jumped out of it - SS - because they had to brake. Well, we weren't allowed to carry briefcases, only bags like for exercise books, there weren't many books, notebooks. My mother said she'd make and sew it for me. Well, she didn't, I had only one briefcase and it fell out and the soldier jumped up and kicked me right away and picked up the briefcase and emptied it. Because they said in those days even the pupils carried weapons, they carried them in briefcases, that's why it was forbidden, the headmaster was so honest about it, he wanted to observe it. But my mother was late and she didn't make me any drill bag and I just happened to have, coincidentally, I had the briefcase. So he emptied it, they picked me up, put me between them, there were two of them, and they took me. I didn't know where, I didn't know that either. And they took me to some building, then I found out that it was Petschek's Palace, you heard about it, Petschek's Palace. But there was so much shouting and everything, even at the two soldiers, why were they dragging me, what about me, well, they pushed me out again and I fell out there on the pavement."

  • "At the age of six I started going to school in Vinohrady, it was Polská Street, and always the teacher, when I was in the first class, said, "Boys!" - because it was a boys' school, originally everything, in those days it wasn't divided like a girls' school, we were a boys' school. And across the street was a villa in Osveta Park. And the teacher, I still remember her saying: "Boys, study well, this is where President Masaryk lived at one time!" And one boy, out of such joy, had a Masaryk cap made. I immediately told my mother that there was a hat maker in Vršovice who sewed it. So he sewed it for us five pupils, and we always sat in the first desk and had Masaryk caps on our desks. And when we left, when we said goodbye, we put them on. Of course, it was, the Protectorate had already started in March, but the Protectorate was not so sharp then. It wasn't yet, even when we started to learn to write with the Gothic script. We had a Gothic script too. Well, they forbade us to wear the hats in October. And so we, all the boys were crying that we were not allowed to wear those caps anymore!"

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We got a bomb dropped between our houses

Zdeněk Bouček, Prague, 1941
Zdeněk Bouček, Prague, 1941
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Zdeněk Bouček was born on 12 July 1932 in Prague. He grew up in Vinohrady in the apartment of his grandfather Jakub Berchtold. Zdeněk‘s mother Anna Boučková (1897) took care of his grandfather‘s household, while his father Zdeněk Bouček (1897) ran his own shop in Svinaře and at the same time - like his wife in Prague - took care of his sick mother. He visited his wife and son mainly at weekends. During his wartime childhood, little Zdeněk Bouček lived through the consolidation of pressure after the early days of the occupation, attended the Kuratorium for the Education of Youth in Bohemia and Moravia, survived the Allied bombing - the house where he, his mother and grandfather lived was hit - and helped build the barricade in 1945. In the 1950s, Zdeněk Bouček worked at a youth construction site in Ostrava and then worked for Tesla in Prague-Vršovice until his retirement. In 1968 he went to defend Czechoslovak Radio. At the end of the 1960s, he married and then raised two daughters with his wife in a house in Halouny near Svinaře, commuting daily to Tesla in Prague. In his retirement he worked in the forest, planting trees and carrying wood with his horse. In 2024, Zdeněk Bouček lived in Halouny for the whole summer, where he took care of a large garden.