It was a scary trip for a 17-year old boy traveling alone, with no money, no ID, and who was constantly trying not to get captured. The police were rounding up Jews and sending them to labor camps. He finally reached Budapest and met someone who spoke Yiddish, who helped him find a room in the heart of the Jewish ghetto.

I am standing now in front of the building at 10 Rumbach Street where Moishe lived on and off between 1941 and 1943.