Kurt Keller was the husband of my mother’s sister, Aunt Lore Keller, and the father of my cousin Sharon Keller.

The following is an article from the Milwaukee Journal:

From the Milwaukee Journal: Boy ‘Escapes Hitler’s Grasp; Former German Resident Is Happy to Be Able to Play and Talk as he Pleases

When the dismissal bell rings at Steuben Junior high school each day at 3: 15 p.m., Kurt Keller, 14 dashes out the school’s side door. It isn’t that Kurt doesn’t like school, but – “Outside, always, there is someone waiting to play with me – lots of nice boys who call me, “Hi Kurt.’”
And that, take it from Kurt, means a lot to a boy who had no friends in his home town, Coblenz, Germany, which he left nine weeks ago “because I have Jewish blood in me.”
Took Year to Get Passport
With his father, mother and two sisters, Ruth, 16, and Helga, 11, Kurt is here on a passport which took more than a year to obtain from the German government. The family plans to apply for citizenship papers at the first opportunity.
“Nobody came anymore to my father’s butchershop to buy meat, because everyone was afraid Hitler would not like it,” Kurt explained, his square jaw tightening. “and nobody played with me and my sisters. We were very lonely and very unhappy. Even the teachers would not let us say anything in class.”
Whenever he wanted to play soccer, Kurt had to go to the village of Bingen, 10 miles from Coblenz, where there were “other boys Hitler didn’t like.” He could not join any of the numerous German youth organizations or attend public concerts or plays. A year ago he quit school, “because I could not stand it.”
Studied English Secretly
For eight months before they received their pass, the Kellers studied English, secretly, under the tutelage of a friend who had lived in England for several years. When the passport was received, they sold the butchershop and came to the United States. They now live at 4426 W. North av. Papa Joseph is looking for a job in a butchershop here and sister Ruth is working in a laundry, Kurt said.
“We are happy now,” Kurt said as he stood in the door of his school watching boys playing football in the schoolyard. “I play football every day and the teachers let me talk whenever I raise my hand and they have let me take the subjects I wanted to. I don’t have to study all the time about Hitler.”

Bacharach, Germany. On The Rhein River. Where the Keller family was from.
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