My name is Tomas Kertesz, I was born in Budapest on August 28th, 1928. I survived the war because that was my destiny and that destiny was also helped by my Swedish passport. When the Nazis invaded Hungary, I was forced to do hard labor. Later, thanks to my passport, I was able to return to Budapest. One day they took me together with my parents to the train cargo station to deport us. Suddenly, Wallenberg appeared and he could save those of us who had Swedish passports. Three weeks after the end of the war, the Nazis took us again to the headquarters of the party under false excuses. I managed to escape by chance but not my parents, who were shot at the Danube, together with 80 other people.
