A policeman told my mother that I should get out. So that evening I took the train to Milan, to meet with my brother. …the Italian border police stopped me… they wouldn’t let me into Italy… I phoned my parents. They sent a young man called Meiers. Robert Meiers. He came, he met me there. And he said “I know another border where you will be able to get into Italy. We have to go through …a town called Villach.” And that was all right. I got through into Milan at that border.