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Traces of My Father

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I recall the long solo journeys when I would think about my the Oberfeldarzt (Retired), the Reichsamtsleiter in the SS, the adjutant to Heinrich Himmler, the author of New Foundations for Racial Research, the man described by the chief prosecutor in the Eichmann trial as a 'desk murderer,' the man I my father.

In 1979 Sigfrid Gauch published the groundbreaking Vaterspuren, (Traces of My Father), the first of the so-called father books about the relationships of postwar Germans with their parents. It inspired a new genre in German literature. Ever since, such writings have contributed greatly to Germany's ongoing struggle to overcome its own past.

This autobiographical novel is Gauch's attempt to come to terms with his father, Hermann Gauch, a physician who had joined the National Socialists in the 1920s, wrote six books of "race research" as a member of the SS, and to his dying day remained an unrepentant Nazi. The story alternates between the images of the elder Gauch's death and burial and the author's memories of childhood and adolescence.

Unlike many of the father books, however, Traces of My Father is less a political attack than a personal journey. Gauch, though honest about his father's monstrous actions and ideas, does not shirk their shared emotional bond. The result is a poignant attempt by a son to relive his father's notorious life and in doing so free himself from the man's influence.

135 pages, Paperback

First published July 17, 2002

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Sometimes you've got to be a jerk and be honest in a book review, even if it's a memoir. This one didn't move me; I didn't feel attached to it or affected in any way. I did enjoy seeing the duality of the father figure, Hermann Gauch, a former Nazi and strict, yet caring father. The transference of grief and trauma is clear in this intergenerational memoir, both autobiographical and biographical. However, I didn't feel at the end that I saw the father than Sigfrid did, and that should have been the outcome. I hope writing this was cathartic, a working through postmemory for the author.
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