Je vais tuer Hitler

In Savigny, amid the upheaval of war, an 18-year-old Jewish youth named Joseph stepped from his doorway and proclaimed, 'I'm leaving, I'm going to kill Hitler.' He is my great-uncle. He vanished during the Occupation's night, and his existence became a family secret. He faded from history—absent from every deportation roster, with the only surviving record a child photograph tucked in the family album. He disappeared as surely as a stone sinking beneath the water, not like smoke rising over Poland. What did he become? And why has his name fallen from memory?