Warsaw, 5 February 1946. Acting Investigating Judge Alicja Germasz, delegated to the Commission for the Investigation of German Crimes, heard the person named below as a witness. Having been advised of the criminal liability for making false declarations and of the significance of the oath, the witness was sworn and testified as follows:
|Name and surname||Henryk Przetakiewicz|
|Date of birth||6 January 1884|
|Parents’ names||Kazimierz, Jadwiga|
|Occupation||doctor of medicine|
|Education||University of Moscow|
|Place of residence||Warsaw, Nowogrodzka Street 23, flat 5|
During the German occupation, I lived with my family at 6 Sierpnia Street 11, flat 14. On 6 May 1944, when my children were out at about 6.00 p.m., I heard fierce shooting from the direction of Pole Mokotowskie. I didn’t know what it was. As I lived in the annex, I couldn’t see anything.
Later I learned from various people that on that day the Germans were attacked on Litewska Street, and that the attackers retreated to Pole Mokotowskie. My daughter came back home at about 7.00 p.m., but my son didn’t return. In the evening, our neighbor Mrs. Radzikowska stormed into our flat and told us that her husband had been killed in Pole Mokotowskie when coming back from his allotment.
I don’t know any details of this incident.
The next morning, my daughter went to look for our son, who had gone the previous day to visit his friend, a girl residing at aleja Niepodległości (by Pole Mokotowskie), and hadn’t returned. My son was 20 years old and studied in a medical school; as far as I know, he didn’t belong to any underground organization. Shortly afterwards, my daughter came back with the news that my son was lying dead among other people at Wawelska Street, on the corner with aleja Niepodległości.
When we got there, the place was empty. My daughter, who handled the case, learned that the bodies had been taken to the morgue. In the morgue I recognized the body of my son. His head was covered in blood; the brain had leaked out through an opening in the skull. A bullet entry wound was at the back of his head, and there was most likely an exit wound at the front (I don’t remember exactly). Apart from the body of my son, I saw a few other bodies brought on that day from the same location on Wawelska Street. All of them had bloodied heads and bullet entry wounds at the backs of their skulls. My son was buried in the Powązki Cemetery.
I learned from my son’s friend whom he had visited on that fateful day (I know neither her surname nor address) that all men who hadn’t been registered residents of her house had been led out by the Germans and executed in Pole Mokotowskie.
The report was read out.