Sabina climbed to the top of the car and joined the girls. They were Auschwitz refugees who had stayed with the Wurmbrand family in Bucharest. “There’s no room, but we’ll make room!” called out a girl who was with a group crowded together on the top of the train car. Suddenly Sabina heard her name and a round of cheerful laughter. She arrived at the Budapest station for a train to Vienna, but people already hung from the doors and spilled over the roof of the available car. The Austrian city was also in ruins, and its people were starving. Sabina’s help arrived just in time.įrom Budapest, Sabina planned to go to Vienna. Hundreds were homeless, church buildings had been razed, and the people had resorted to eating a horse killed in the fighting. As people emerged from the cellars, food had grown scarce. To them, Sabina was an angel sent from God. At last she found two Christian leaders–Pastor Johnson of the Norwegian Mission and Pastor Ungar, a Jewish Christian who led the church where Jews and other nationalities worshipped. Some had been killed in the last days of fighting, and the Germans had deported the rest. The people she sought were nowhere to be found. With her packages in tow, Sabina stumbled through the streets of the war-torn Hungarian city.
The city’s public transportation had been destroyed, and buildings spewed smoke from smoldering ashes. Soldiers were still fighting, and everything was in ruins. As the train pulled into Budapest, Sabina’s eyes widened. The journey that should have been quick and easy took days. The Russians had commandeered all the others. No one else would volunteer to make the delivery, so Sabina had to go.Īfter a long search, she found a corner in one of the few available train cars. The Russians had ransacked the Hungarian city, and Richard couldn’t leave Bucharest. You walk through the streets and find girls with their throats sliced, and no one does anything!”īut Sabina knew that without supplies, the relief workers in Hungary wouldn’t be able to feed the starving Jews and Christians of Budapest. “ The Russian soldiers are hungry for women. She braced her legs against food and goods strewn around her. In 1945 on a train between Bucharest and Budapest, Sabina–the only woman on a train full of Russian soldiers–sat in a cargo car among the packages.
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