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Frau Goebbels and five of her six children by Goebbels. The older boy, a child by her previous marriage, survived the war
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By this time it was late afternoon. An SS doctor informed me that Frau Goebbels was in bed, very weak and suffering from heart attacks. I sent word to her asking her to receive me. I would have liked to talk to her alone, but Goebbels was already waiting in an anteroom and led me into the little chamber deep underground when she lay in a plain bed. She was pale and spoke only trivialities in a low voice. Although I could sense that she was in deep agony over the irrevocably approaching hour when her children must die. Since Goebbels remained persistently at my side, over conversation was limited to the state of her health. Only as I was on the point of leaving did she hint at what she was really feeling: “How happy I am that at least Harald [her son by her first marriage] is alive.” I too felt confined and could scarcely find words -- but what could anyone say in this situation? We said good=by in awkward silence. Her husband had not allowed us even a few minutes alone for our farewell. ~ Page 571
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