Ing. Bohuslav Žák

* 1935  †︎ 2024

  • "People who were trying to find their relatives or loved ones were grasping at straws. They were looking for, like, a button or whatever, to see if it belonged to this, this, this loved one, well, that, you can't forget that. That can't be, that can't be erased." "I was saying the other day when we did the interview that I was struck, I guess that's not even strong enough of an expression, that the uncle as a ten-year-old took you into that situation, actually." "Well. I'll tell you the truth. It was like scary. Maybe from an outsider's point of view, like you say, it was maybe unethical. But I'm very, very glad my godfather took me to this. That at least I saw it. But my whole life is marked by this, by this tragedy. I saw it. It's been projected on me for years. One didn't sleep, one didn't sleep. It's a tragedy that, that. It's horrible. But it, it wasn't just my family that was affected. The others were affected like that too, in those six houses or in those seven houses. So this is not just an experience or a tragic experience of mine or my siblings. But of all those who are left after those victims."

  • "In the morning, this brother Antonin came for me from my dad and he spoke to me that he had already seen what had happened and he simply recommended that I go with him to see as the oldest, so that at least one of us could see what had happened. So we went to the burn site, it was Turin's former house, it was a farm, a small farm, we went there, everything was already there, there was no fire, there was no smoking, so we tried to look for our parents. With Antonín. And we searched. These were the remains of the six or seven people who had been burned there. With dad, we were able to find a piece of unburnt cloth from his vest under his torso, and the sample that Antonin and I remembered too, so we were sure it was dad. Now we're trying to find our mom's remains somehow. And it was worse there, there was hardly anything left, except we found in one place a larger metal clip that mom wore in her hair, so we figured it might be, in that place, mom."

  • "On the morning of the twenty-third of April, my father woke me up, took me to the window and said, 'Look.' Our house was surrounded. The house was like, I don't know, two hundred, three hundred meters through the woods. And now there were soldiers around the house. Now, dad had to, like, as a farmer to take away, it was a compulsory, compulsory milk conscription at that time. So he went to the collection, to the store to the collection with a jug of milk. And he never came back. So we knew that already, that it might be bad. We stayed at home as four children, and now grandma too, and. Sometime at noon. And my mother, the one from Seninka. Sometime at noon or before noon, four soldiers came, told, told my mother to get dressed immediately and go, like, they'd take her away. Now, mom wasn't even allowed to say goodbye to us. The youngest sister Vlasta, that was her child, she was crying, she was crying terribly, and somehow we forgot about her. Anyway, Mum left, they took her away, the soldiers took her away. We stayed at home alone with grandma. Of course we sat in the room and, we cried, we all cried. And then sometime after noon, I don't know, at one, two o'clock, four soldiers came, again. One of them had an armored fist, and they said, "Get out now!" and we weren't allowed to take anything. So we just stayed in our everyday clothes, what we were dressed like at home. And it was raining outside. We weren't allowed to take anything, anything at all and get out immediately. So we had to obey, we went away, and now, we went to that forest on the way, and now we looked back, and our Vlasta, the youngest sister, she was missing. So we, now, what, what now. They chased us away, so we went back to our house still afraid. The soldiers were already there, sort of, I don't know if they were looting or searching. So they told us, "Get out now! You have nothing to do here, we drove you out.'And we begged, we begged literally, that our sister was left behind, who was probably sleeping somewhere. So they gave us permission. We found Sister Vlasta, they all went away."

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    Prlov, 10.12.2019

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We recognized the charred bodies of the parents by the cloth and the hairpin

Bohuslav Žák in 2019
Bohuslav Žák in 2019
zdroj: the photo was taken during filming in 2019

Bohuslav Žák was born on 9 May 1935 in the village of Prlov in Wallachia. At the age of five he lost his mother Františka, who died prematurely of a heart attack. His father, Bohuslav Žák, soon afterwards married Terezie Cedidlová, who lovingly adopted all three children as her own. Both parents joined the anti-Nazi resistance in the autumn of 1944 - they helped the partisans. They were not the only ones in the village of Prlov. When the Gestapo captured a young partisan, Alois Oškera, in the spring of 1945, they forced him to confess, including which of the Prlovians was active in the resistance. On April 23, 1945, Jagdtkommando Josef - the same murderers who had killed in the Ploština settlement just four days earlier - surrounded Prlov. Those whom Alois Oškera pointed out were cruelly tortured by the SS. Despite the fact that none of the Prlovians gave anything away, fifteen people found death in the burned buildings that day - including Bohuslav‘s parents. The Nazis then hanged three more Prlov residents near Bratřejov. Nine-year-old Bohuslav stood with his uncle Antonín Žák over the charred remains of parents Bohuslav and Terezie Žák. They identified them only with difficulty, by a charred piece of cloth and an iron hairpin. Bohuslav Žák was then affected by the trauma he experienced throughout his life. From 1975 onwards, the State Security kept records of him as a confidant, and the available materials from the Archive of the Security Forces show that four meetings took place without the witness revealing or saying anything. Bohuslav Žák died on 30 November 2024.