I was born in the early hours of January 31st 1953, safe within the walls of Peterborough’s maternity unit, the Gables. Outside the worst floods of the 20th century visited our shores where ships went down and over 300 people drowned.
A mere eight years earlier my mother Krystyna hovered on the brink of survival and extinction in a Nazi concentration camp. They called the sisters the three beauties, Krystyna, Eda and Regina. They led happy lives in Warsaw but the family would be torn asunder. My mother’s father, Tuvia died in the sewers, her mother Sarah, Regina and her five year old daughter Lillian were murdered in Majdanek concentration camp Lublin. Eda survived Siberia and was briefly reunited with my mother before moving to New York.
My mother’s fiancée, a member of the resistance helped her escape the Warsaw Ghetto but she ended up in the infamous Pawiak prison and later Ravensbruck, a women's slave labour and extermination camp near Berlin. Somehow she survived the harsh winter of 44/45. My father, Alfons Porsz escaped from Poland to England to join the 1st Independent Polish Parachute Brigade. Later he fought bravely at Arnhem and married my mother in Germany. Penniless and homeless they came to Peterborough in 1947 and worked hard to put the horrors of war behind them and build a new life. Like most migrants they made a great and positive contribution to Peterborough and our country.
My father worked in the brickyards, then Perkins and was one of their most skilled toolmakers. A great table tennis champion too but sadly developed pre-senile dementia at the age of 46 and died in 1975. My mother worked for many years at the Embassy theatre and died with terrible dementia aged 95 on February 27th 2017. Her message to the world was 'just be kind.'
A uni drop-out, in 1974 I took a temporary job as a hospital porter and thirteen years later was still there. It was pre-seat belt days and utter carnage but good preparation for my later career as a paramedic. In 1988 I joined the ambulance service and after nearly 30 years still find it immensely satisfying and rewarding.
Chris Porsz, May 2017.
Chris Porsz, the paramedic 2008
Burmer Road, Peterborough, 1952
Burmer Road, Peterborough approximately 1955
Chris Porsz, the mod in Cathedral Square, Peterborough approximately 1971