FORUM: Then it took another six years for your family to be compensated. How did you experience that time?
Gold: As an emotional roller coaster. My husband and I were both working, had two children and a third was on the way. We often took time off to fly to Berlin and spend our free time researching. After I found more and more information to support Nellie’s stories, my mother also began to take an interest and helped me. She had grown up speaking German and so she could write letters and make telephone calls for me. Of course we also hired lawyers. Within two and a half years we had obtained all the documents to prove that my mother and her three siblings were the rightful heirs of the building. After that, however, it dragged on. I suspect that people were waiting for my mother to die and perhaps for her claim to die too.
FORUM: But it worked out differently. Your family was compensated in 1996 with today's equivalent of about 19 million Euros – a rare case in German post-war history and a long fight for you. What did you learn about yourself and your family?
Gold: I found out how my mother's uncle died. Before the expropriation by the Victoria Insurance in 1937 my mother, together with her parents and siblings, had fled Germany for the British Mandate of Palestine. The younger of Victor’s two sons, Fritz, remained in Berlin trying to manage the building as best he could. My mother knew that her uncle was killed, but did not know the exact circumstances. During our research we found his name listed at the Sachsenhausen concentration camp in November 1938. Then we found him on a transport in 1943 when he was deported to Auschwitz and murdered there. My mother had sleepless nights when she learned the exact story after all those decades. And what I take for myself out of the whole thing: One must never give up.
FORUM: Why was it you who was so interested in your own family history?
Gold: The first generation, like my mother, have usually built new lives for themselves and want to leave their experience of suffering behind. The second generation, on the other hand, is fascinated by the stories. I simply didn't carry the same emotional baggage around with me as my mother did. She didn't know whether the building had really belonged to the family, nor whether it was worth pursuing a claim. All she remembered was when she was a little girl she would visit the building and be allowed to jump up and down on furs stored in the basement. I have old, silent film footage from 1929 showing my mother as a young child running around with her siblings in a garden looking for Easter eggs. My three children also think it's important that I've worked through our family history.