A book about the efforts of Otto Ehrentheil to emigrate from Vienna to the U.S. in 1938, and his subsequent efforts to help other European Jews through the endless red tape to emigrate. Based heavily on his correspondence, the letters are a strange balance of desperation and politeness, outlining both the privations of Nazi Germany and the glacial bureaucratic systems that took years to navigate (even with help), at a time when internment and deportation seemed immanent.
Written by his daughter, Suzanne Learmonth, who was the woman for whom my mother was an Au Pair in the 1960s.