Married my grand aunt Kytka (Kvetoslava Sramek or Sramkova) in Prague, Czech republic and went to live in Vienna, Austria.
He and my grand aunt arrived in New York, USA from Bremerhaven, Germany on April 5, 1956
First place of residence in the USA
3278 Yorkshire Rd, Cleveland Ohio
He became a citizen of the US on July 7, 1961
My grand aunt Kvetoslava was also called Miriam or Maria by David and co-workers for the ease of use. She passed away on May 16, 1986 due to breast cancer. She was 61 years old.
She worked for many years at the Fountainbleau Hotel on Miami Beach in the Lingerie / gift Shoppe. I am named after her.
An obituary notice appeared for her as Miriam Szajnzycht on Wednesday, May 28, 1986 in The Miami Herald.
I last saw David at his home in Miami at the Four Freedoms in 1996. We wanted him to come and live in Seattle with us, but he did not wish to leave Miami.
There is mysterious confusion surrounding his death that has to do with his housekeeper and her sister, an attorney. The people at the hospital and at Four Freedoms both said that the woman who moved David and authorized his care, etc was his grand niece - but he only has one and that is me. I was pregnant and back in Seattle at the time of his death, my own daughter born only two days after he passed away.
Because Davis was an avid speaker on his survival at Auschwitz, he told me he had many enemies. He once was shot several times with a BB gun while boarding a bus in Miami. He survived the concentration camps because he spoke numerous languages and had incredible penmanship. The Nazis used him to write and translate documents. As a result of his he had immense knowledge which people did not want him to share.
At our last meeting he expressed fears because he discovered that there were large amounts of property due to come to him in the restitution process in Prague, very valuable properties. He told me hid did not trust the people around him.
The last six months prior to his death, I could not reach him and did not know his whereabouts. It was only after I had given birth and was able to return to Florida that I discovered the information I shared above. My home was vandalized and I was told to drop the matter of "looking for the dead which should remain buried" via an anonymous phone call.
I stopped pursuing the matter in 1998.