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Family Stories. My cousin, Joan Molet, and his efforts to not allow the memories to disappear.

Hi all:

Those of you who have been following my blog longer might remember that I have dedicated posts with the title ‘Family Stories’ to two of my mother’s uncles, Josep and Conrado Miret, who died during WWII, one in Mauthausen (in one of the satellite camps, Floridsdorf), and the other one who had disappeared in France and they suspected had been killed there whilst fighting for the French resistance.

Josep Miret who was Conseller of the Generalitat (the equivalent to a Minister of the Autonomic Government of Catalonia) has a street in Barcelona named after him and some of the letters he had sent to his relatives (in particular those he had sent to his younger sister, Magdalena) appeared in the book Els Catalans als camps de concentració nazis (Catalans in the Nazi concentration camps) by Montserrat Roig. But…

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My cousin, Joan Molet, has been researching the story of these two men for the last few years, and has offered me the opportunity of keeping you up to date with events and new findings he made. When I was preparing a new post on the subject, I thought that you could be interested in the process he had followed and how he had become involved in what is now his mission. I surely find it fascinating. And that was how I went to visit Joan and took many notes. Here I bring you my take on it.

Joan Molet dando una charla en una escuela. Al fondo, una foto de Conrado Miret
Joan Molet talking at a school. Projected we can see a picture of Conrado Miret

Joan told me that he began researching the history of these two relatives because his grandmother (Francisca Miret, Paquita) had told him some things about her two brothers, there were some (few) objects and items from their period before they left Spain during the Civil War, but there was a void of information about what had happened afterwards, both during their stay in France and in the concentration camp (in the case of Josep) with few details and paucity of documentation. And, Conrado was still classed a missing since the 1940s. Joan decided to investigate and try to fill this void. He started his search in early 2012, three years ago.

To achieve that he tried a variety of approaches.

1) He visited his relatives. That was how we came into contact with each other, as although my grandmother, Juana, had died years ago, Joan went to visit my mother (another Magdalena, it’s a very popular name in the family, although she prefers to be called Magda) to ask her if she had any documentation of the era, but apart from some photographs, we didn’t have much else. When we talked I suggested I could share some posts about his work and his findings in my blog, and he has kindly kept me informed. Thanks Joan! Not all our relatives have taken part or are interested in the matter (as we know, family stories are very personal)

2) He requested information from official sources and archives. Among others:

    • Archivos Generales de Ávila (General Archives of Ávila): where the military papers are kept. Officially they have no documentation. (Considering Josep Miret was head of supplies of the Republican Army in the Ebro Front, it’s a bit weird, but…)
    • Archivo de Salamanca (Archive of Salamanca). They sent him a few documents.
    • The Pabillion of the Republic in la Vall d’Hebrón de Barcelona. He obtained some information about the PSUC (Partit Socialista Unificat de Catalunya, a communist nationalist Catalan party) and his relationship with the party.
    • Central Archives of Catalonia (St. Cugat). It contains several personal collections of researchers and authors interested in the topic (Eduard Pons Prades, Montserrat Roig… including a postcard Josep sent from the camp.)
    • The International Red Cross (who sent him a copy of the death certificate for Josep Miret in Floridsdorf, where he was injured during an allied attack and killed off by one of the guards).
    • He also researched the family tree, including visiting the archive of the Archbishopry of Tarragone and others, and he managed to recover information up to the end of the XVIII c. (when the French troops burned what they found on their way).
    • As both brothers were exiled in France (Josep left before they closed the border with his own paper, whilst Conrado escaped using a false identity and was for a while at Saint Cyprien) my cousin imagined there must be documentation in France, but he didn’t know how it might be organised or where to go. But at this point he got very useful help. He got into contact with:

3)La Amical de Mauthausen. This organisation that has been functioning since 1962 and at the beginning helped the survivors of the camp to obtain help and subventions, has widened its activities, and it is now part of the red ‘Never Again’ to ensure the memory of what happened is never forgotten and to carry on fighting against fascism, and they organise/facilitate informative sessions in schools, organisations… They also do research work and send proposals to organise official homages and commemorative events, and help relatives locate information about their loved ones, be it giving by them any data they possess or assisting them with their personal searches. Here I leave you a link for you to check their activities in more detail. (The information is available in several languages, including Spanish, English and French).

With their help and his effort, Joan found out plenty of information that was very useful, like the fact that the archives and information about the activities or the résistance are organised according to areas (Josep had been in the French Bretagne, in Caen).

His enquiries made him cross paths with L’Amical des Anciens Guérrilleros Espagnols en France (AGEEF-FFI) (the Amical of the old Spanish guerrilleros in France), who as a reply to his questions about Josep, asked him in turn if he was not interested in finding information about Conrado. Thanks to this contact and to the interest he showed, Joan has atended several commemorative events in France (in Prayols there is a monument to the guerrilleros) and even recently in Spain, for example, the 22 November 2014, in remembrance of the 70th anniversary of the last retreat of the republican forces during the Battle of the Ebro. (Here a link to a video about the event.)

4) Thanks to his activities, his interest and effort, Joan has become a member of the Junta (Board) of the Amical in Barcelona (since 2013), he represents the Miret family in acts related to the Republican fighters and the Spanish guerrilleros, and recently has become the representative of the Amical at CIIMER (Centre for the Interpretation and Research of the Memory of Republican Spain, Centro de la Interpretación y la Investigación de la Memoria de la España Republicana). As it sometimes happens, in searching for our roots we might discover an interest and a new dedication to a cause.

Joan gave me many details of his journey (tortuous and hard), he showed me documents, some of interest to everybody (official documents, transcripts of the trials), others much more personal (like the envelop of a letter Josep had sent to Joan’s grandmother, addressed to a house Joan still remembered), and I hope I’ll be able to share some more with you and carry on brining you news. (Some, like the commemorative plaque to honour Conrado, that I felt was particularly emotional, I’ve already shared). But for me, there were two moments that felt particularly representative of the experience.

In 2012 Joan joined a number of internet chats about WWII as possible sources of information. Through them he was contacted by Claude Midon, a Frenchman who has now lived in Australia for a long time. His wife, Madeleine (another Magdalena), is the daughter of Josep Miret and Lili Brumerhurst, and they have not only been in contact since, but Madeleine visited Barcelona and met Joan last year, and she was able to join in the ceremony of inauguration of the plaque to Conrado in June 2014.

Madeleine Midon, Joan Molet i foto de Conrado Miret
Madeleine Midon, Joan Molet and photo of Conrado Miret

In May 2012, Joan visited for the first time the camp Mauthausen-Gusen. (At Floridsdorf, of the camp there is only a commemorative plaque left. Joan was sent a picture of it by the president of the Association of the descendants of the Spanish combatants in Austria, whilst completing his research.). As part of their activities, the Amical also organises annual visits to Mauthausen (including a visit to the Castle of Hartheim, that they used for “active euthanasia”, and where they experimented the most effective way to exterminate parts of the populations, Jews in particular). This May (2015), is the 75th anniversary of the liberation of the camp that will be celebrated with a number of acts and I hope to be able to bring you Joan’s impressions of the events. I also hope to visit the camp myself in the future and tell you what I felt.

El Castillo de Hartheim
Castle of Hartheim

What impressed him or touched him most of the visit? The truth is everything. More than anything, how easy it was to imagine being there, being one of those men and thinking of their experiences.

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Mauthausen

Also, the historical incongruences (like the fact that the main building of the Gusen camp is now used by a business company, without any external changes other than very limited cosmetic changes). The fact that one can enjoy a piece of cake at a cafeteria in Mauthausen…Dins del camp

 

Climbing the steps to the quarry and thinking of the prisoners the guards made jump to their deaths still carrying their load, just for the fun of it.

Camino a la pedrera
Climb to the quarry

The human spirit, that’s never defeated.

And his pride for being related to these men who fought to ensure that the world didn’t become a much worse place. I share some of the pictures he sent me of that trip. Not many words are needed.

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Many thanks to Joan for offering me so generously his time, telling me his experiences and being so generous in sharing his documentation, thanks to all of you for reading, and if you’re interested, please, like, share, comment, and CLICK.

 

By olganm

I am a language teacher, writer, bookworm, and collaborator at Sants 3 Ràdio (a local radio station in Barcelona, where I returned in 2018), who lived in the UK for 25 years and worked for many years as a forensic psychiatrist there. I also have a Ph.D. in American Literature and an MSc in Criminology. I started publishing my stories, in English and Spanish, in 2012 and now have over twenty books available in a variety of genres, a blog (in English and Spanish), and translate books for other authors (English-Spanish and vice versa). In 2020 obtained the CELTA certificate as a language teacher, and offer Spanish and English classes. Writers and readers both in English and Spanish are my friends, colleagues, and allies, and after living in the UK for over twenty-five years, have returned home, to Barcelona, Spain, searching for inspiration for my stories. I also love owls and try to keep fit following fitness YouTube videos.
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68 replies on “Family Stories. My cousin, Joan Molet, and his efforts to not allow the memories to disappear.”

It must be very hard for Joan to confront the evil that befell your great uncles, and he is to be admired for his hard work and determination. With some additional good fortune, the truth will out…Mauthausen reminds me of Terezin in the Czech Republic – a children’s concentration camp.

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Thanks Noelle. Yes, Joan is very determined and now in his roles also helps keep the memory of so many others who all deserved to be heard and known about. A children’s camp… that sounds like the stuff nightmares are made of…

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What a story. I cannot begin to imagine what this must have felt like. I’ve visited memorial sites and concentration camps in the past but your article brought the horrors back vividly. Thanks for sharing. It’s important never to forget.

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Thanks Christoph. Yes, indeed. I’ve read about it but haven’t yet visited, although I’m hoping to join one of the visits the Amical organises, maybe next year if things line up.

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I better understand now why you’re such an exceptional lady Olga. It obviously runs in the family. I’m sure it won’t have been easy reading some of the documentation and it must be hard knowing so much information is still missing, but your pride can be very strong at your great uncles achievements and their sacrifices for a just cause.
xxx Massive Hugs xxx

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Thanks David. You’re very kind. Yes, there are lots of pieces of the puzzle missing, but there are always those sparks of joy when something new appears and can be shared. One of the events that really touches Joan’s heart has been meeting some of the survivors (and there are fewer and fewer left) and hear their stories. As he was telling me now it’s second and third generation of these men and women who continue the tradition and remembrance.

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Amazing post. Makes me want to cry and gives me hope.

How truly astonishing man/woman can be and how vile. No end to the atrocities and no end to the miracles of endurance and perseverance. I have the greatest respect for Victor Frankl’s “theories” -because they aren’t theories, but they were lived.

“Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.”
Viktor E. Frankl in, Man’s Search for Meaning.

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Excellent and intriguing story, their memories linger on through the painstaking research.
The family and all who helped in the research are to be commended, in keeping their memories alive.
Emu and Ian

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It is very interesting to read of your family connections Olga. And good to learn how many organisations and individuals are determined to make sure that these things are never forgotten.
I visited a camp once in what was then still East Germany, at Sachsenhausen. They are beyond the comprehension of civilised people. But they should be preserved and remembered, if only as a warning, and a memorial to those who suffered inside them.
http://www.stiftung-bg.de/gums/en/index.htm
Best wishes, Pete.

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Thanks Pete. Yes, you’re right about the camps. I guess they are also a place for relatives to feel closer and truly understand what their loved ones went through, although it is part of our common history as human beings. Thanks for the link.

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Olga, i knew this was going to be a fascinating post, but it exceeded my expectations. Truly marvelous. Through your words, I had such a strong sense of Joan, dedicating himself to this work.
You’re right about family stories being “personal” — sometimes people want to insulate themselves from that kind of knowledge — As I’ll show you on a lighter note: In days before the Internet made such things more do-able, one of my aunts started her similar quest to unravel our origins. She wrote letters by the dozen and made the occasional transatlantic phone call (an expensive extravagance then). Imagine her very heavy country accent trying to communicate with a rural Scottish accent at the other end of the call! (But back to the “personal” thing…) Meanwhile her sisters made fun of her, saying “She thinks she’ll find out that she’s a princess.”
Though nothing to compare with Joan’s findings, i was proud of her perseverance. And especially of the light of excitement in her eyes when she spoke of it — something i never saw in the sisters. Huge hugs to you and to Joan. 🙂

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Thanks Teagan. Yes, not everybody feels the same about digging in the past indeed. Your aunt must have felt very good, especially considering (as you say) the times and how complicated things were. For what Joan was telling me some archives are much more helpful than others (he has stories of going through boxes and boxes of papers that had nothing to do with the subject he was looking for, and some stuff that you can only take notes of but can’t even have a copy) but it is worth the effort, whatever the findings.
Have a great Tuesday.

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Fascinating post, Olga. I had no idea about this part of your family background. I’m glad you’re able to learn about it, and that your cousin has been able to find out more information. I’m sure whatever he discovers will help you and your family better understand what happened during that time (the Spanish Civil War, the Holocaust. and WWII). It’s great that he is also talking to school groups. I read recently that some disturbing large percentage of the world’s population has no knowledge of the Holocaust.

I had no idea that Mauthausen is now used as a business facility. No, I cannot imagine eating in the cafeteria and going about business there. I’m sure I would feel the ghosts at my side.

Would the Holocaust Museum in Washington, D.C. be of any help?

All best to you and your family.

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Thanks Merril. A big part of Mauthausen is now a museum (although Joan was showing me aerial pictures of what it was like at the time and the extension it occupies now, and it is minimal in comparison) but the main building of Gussen houses a company of some sort. It does look pretty much as it did at the time. I suppose one gets used to anything but I cannot imagine working there, especially if you know what went on.
I will ask my cousin what links they have with the Holocaust Museum in Washington D.C. Paperwork and documents seem to sometimes appear in unlikely places but that is another story.
Thanks for your interest and all the best to you and yours.

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Thanks so much Peter. Sometimes I’m very lucky with the topics that come my way, or are just there… So many people and so many stories. It’s good to know some people work to ensure it’s not forgotten.

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Thanks Lucie. It’s a fascinating topic. I’ve read quite a few posts about family traditions and history and they bring the past to life and make us share in it. I hope you do!

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This is fascinating, Olga. I cannot imagine going to Mauthausen and walking about. Yes, we must honor our dead and Joan’s dedication is exemplary and continues. I have great respect for his commitment. ❤

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Thanks Tess. If I at all can I’ll go, maybe next year if I can make the dates. I’ll pass your comments on to Joan. I’ve tried to convince him to have his own blog but he’s far too busy with everything else he does, but he’s happy to keep me updated and for me to share. Have a good week, Tess.

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Victor Frankl was a survivor of Auschwitz.

In 2004 the Province of Antwerpen took four South African authors on an all-expenses paid visit to Belgium. I was so fortunate to be one of them. Was wonderful experience. We had to give talks everywhere – had to speak really slow, then they could understand the Afrikaans. And if they slowed down, we could understand them 🙂

One day we went by train to Brussels. Antwerpen has a lovely old railway station. We were all in awe. But there was something almost sad in that building. I first thought I was imagining it, but then the others remarked the same impression. Eventually we thought something of the horror of the trains packed with Jews on their way to concentration camps must be still lingering. Perhaps it crept into the stones and bricks.The pain was almost tangible. Sheeesh.

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Thanks Martie. I remember you told me about the visit but not that part of it. Although I didn’t include it, Joan also mentioned the visit to the train station and the thoughts about the people being transported there. I think you’re right, although I guess not everybody is as sensitive (like the people who work in the building that housed the old camp).

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An interesting look at the often laborious process of family history research Olga, and the surprises along the way.

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How wonderful you’ve been able to fill in this important part of your family history due to Joan’s efforts. I know it’s meant a great deal to you and other family members. Also, it will mean a lot to future family members to have this history available.

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This was a fascinating post. It was difficult to see the last few pictures but your family members are right––these events cannot be forgotten––ever. I’ve yet to understand how human beings could be so cruel to others. I can’t comprehend how they find ways to justify their actions in their own minds.When I read, ‘The fact that one can enjoy a piece of cake at a cafeteria in Mauthausen…’ I got goosebumps all over my body. I’m disturbed by this but simultaneously happy to have learned more. Thank you.

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Inspiring account – one of those posts which elevates blogging to something edifying Thank you, Olga, as ever, for providing an oasis of humanity.

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Thanks very much. We can but do our best to share worthy causes and initiatives. In my case the personal connection just makes it all the more pressing.

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Dear Olga,

I just saw that Joan Molet (I hope he is the relative you are talking about) is a professor at the university of Barcelona I will be visiting there the last week of August for VII music week.
he shares also an other last name I have in my Family tree which is Petit, I really would love to get to know more about these families, is there a way to get in touch with Joan Molet, if he is indeed the one I assume he is 🙂

Thank you very much
sincerely
Alie Vermeer

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Thanks Alie. My cousin works in Oxfam managing purchases, etc, and is not a Professor at the University of Barcelona. The second surname is from his mother’s side and I do not know much that side of the family. I’ve seen you’ve sent me an e-mail. I’ll check that.

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