Faye Schulman, born on this day in 1919, was a Jewish partisan and photographer who took up arms against the Nazis who were responsible for killing her family.
On August 14th, 1942, the Germans killed 1,850 Jews from the "Lenin" ghetto (named after Lenin, Poland, where Faye was from), including her parents, sisters, and younger brother. Faye was spared for her ability to develop photographs, and the Nazis ordered Faye to develop their photographs of the massacre. Later, she cited taking a photo of her dead family in a mass grave as the impetus to take up arms.
During a partisan raid on the camp, Faye fled to the forests and joined the Molotava Brigade, a partisan group mostly comprised of escaped Soviet Red Army POWs. She was accepted because her brother-in-law had been a doctor and they were desperate for anyone who knew anything about medicine. Faye served the group as a nurse from September 1942 to July 1944, even though she had no previous medical experience.
During another raid on the Lenin ghetto, Faye succeeded in recovering her old photographic equipment. During the next two years, she took over a hundred photographs, developing the medium format negatives under blankets and making "sun prints" during the day. While on missions, Faye buried the camera and tripod to keep it safe. Schulman is the only known Jewish partisan photographer from this era.
"I want people to know that there was resistance. Jews did not go like sheep to the slaughter. I was a photographer. I have pictures. I have proof."
- Faye Schulman
After liberation, Faye married Morris Schulman, also a Jewish partisan. Faye and Morris enjoyed a prosperous life as decorated Soviet partisans, but wanted to leave Pinsk, Poland, which reminded them of "a graveyard." Morris and Faye lived in the Landsberg displaced persons camp in Germany for the next three years and immigrated to Canada in 1948.
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venting about my dad. mainly about past events cw: alcoholism
one of these days he is possibly going to start a house fire because he keeps doing wild things while drunk, and doesn't listen to me. and why would he listen to me, it's not as if I been usually right on things, not always of course. but not that he would ever admit considering like two years ago. when I confronted him with his drinking he kicked me out because the argument started over him having trouble accessing an online account of his. and I told him he needed to email support and that they will fix it.
and instead he immediately got mad at me telling me "I wasn't listening!" and "I don't understand" and then did something to upset me more. Meanwhile I was also trying to watch a movie with him. Anyways things spiraled and he kicked me out for like a week or two that I didn't even have access to my medications. This is reminding me of something else where like when I was kicked out, he stopped talking to me completely. And when we did finally start to talk, I had to just be the scapegoat and own up to my "mistakes". And then having to comply with his demands of things like. Get this, not cursing at all! As if I was a child and as if that was the issue,
Anyways when he brought up the issues with his online account and I told him the same thing and that time around he listened. and guess who was right when he was able to get his account back? not me! obviously! he also never apologize to me for some nasty stuff he said when things spiraled. also something else but this reminded me of last year when I tried to find a place for the night to just get some space away from him when he relapsed, he asked where I was going and I told him, and he tried to use my dog against me. and telling me I needed to stay. what more frustrating is like when I did leave for the night, I couldn't find a place to stay because shitty fucking ass motels don't allow "locals". and then I had to like go back to him.
and maybe I'm just also writing this because I'm overhearing him talk loudly on his phone while drunk and realizing how little he cares for me at times and that just hurts, and confusing when there are times that he does care. and I wish things weren't complicated
thanks!