Kristallnacht in Words and Photographs
Max Uri
Uri, the son of a clothier, was seventeen years old in 1938. Of that night, he says, "Three SS-men entered my uncle's store and told him, 'Give us the keys to the store!' But (my uncle) Moses Zwick refused to give them the keys. And so they knocked out all his teeth, took the keys away, and he was never allowed to set foot in the store again. That was the end of the company 'Uri & Zwick'.
I was arrested and detained in the 9th district, in a riding school on Pramergasse, along with about a thousand other Jews, who had been taken from their apartments, some of them in their pajamas and underwear. At about 3 AM, they released those under 18 and over 60 and told them to go home. Outside, the mob had gathered and was waiting for us. A high police official agreed to protect us, but only until he had counted to 10. I started to run, which fortunately, as an athlete, I had no problem with.