Bertha/Bruha Beniaminovna Igdalova

I am tormented by guilt that I and my family do not remember the name of the person who saved my great-grandmother Berta. She was in the war in the Tyvrytskogo ghetto. Her father, mother and brother died here. Berta survived only due to the fact that next to her was a local girl Bai. She was given through the barbed wire bread, which she shared with her friend. The names of those people who risked their own lives, brought food to prisoners in the ghetto, we also will never know. But we, great-grandsons, are grateful to them and remember that if it were not for kind and brave people, we would not be in the world either.