Today is Remembrance Day and while we honour all those who made the ultimate sacrifice, many of our boys and girls still risk their lives in the name of freedom.  War comes in many forms and there are many tales of selflessness and courage, both on the battlefields and off. I highlighted one story back in January and I thought it fitting to re-issue it today...
Irving Penn
"If one lives in exile, the café becomes at once the family home,  the 
nation, church and parliament, a desert and a place of pilgrimage,  
cradle of illusions and their cemetery... In exile, the café is the one 
 place where life goes on."
Hermann Kesten
I
 have always loved this quote as it rings so true, especially in France.
 Hermann Kesten was referring to the many German and Austrian writers, 
artists, intellectuals, political opponents, etc. Who with the rise of 
Hitler in the early thirties, left Germany and settled in France.
When
 France declared war on Germany in September 1939 German exiles were 
considered enemy aliens and interned in hastily constructed camps and 
prisons whilst they waited to have their cases heard and hopefully be 
released, this process took some time, if it happened at all.  In the 
meantime they lived  in appalling conditions with disease running rife, a
 few of them did manage to escape. By June 1940 the Nazis had marched 
into France and occupied Paris.  An armistice was signed and France was 
divided into two, German occupied France and Vichy France under the rule
 of the elderly Marchal Petain. The truth is both were very dangerous 
places to be and many French found themselves exiles in their own 
country.

 
 As
 the Nazis were marching towards Paris, thousands were trying to flee 
the capital, by any means, trains were full to bursting, all roads out 
of Paris were clogged, vehicles were abandoned when they ran out of 
fuel, thousands of people slept rough in barns and fields, there was no 
news but many rumours which added to the sense of panic, it was chaos.  
Many were heading to the south or to the coasts, to try and get boats 
out or simply to stay with family or friends as far away from the Nazis 
as they could get, some had no clue where they were going, they just 
knew they had to leave. 
Hitler put pressure on the 
Vichy government to round up all the German, Austrian and 
Czechoslovakian exiles, these people were now in grave danger, if they 
fell into the hands of the Gestapo they were imprisoned, sent to 
concentration camps or murdered by firing squads. Now thousands of 
French nationals also found themselves in danger, French artists, poets,
 writers and intellectuals were at particular risk, many of them were no
 longer in possession of the correct identity papers, trying to obtain 
the correct papers could result in arrest, they were aware they were on 
Hitler's list, many of them headed South to Marseilles where they shrank
 into the shadows, stayed in shabby back street hotels and met up with 
each other at the cafés, always looking over their shoulders.  They were
 now people without a state or a homeland, they had become in effect 
refugees. They needed a way out.
 Film Still from Casablanca
A Real Rick, Varian Fry
 Meanwhile
 in New York 'The Emergency Rescue Committee' had been set up, they had 
compiled a list of around 200 artists, writers and intellectuals who 
they considered to be at risk in occupied Europe, the list included 
Picasso, Matisse, Chagall, Andre Breton, Max Ernst and Marcel Duchamp, 
the objective was to help them to escape. 
 
 Havard graduate and political activist Varian Fry was the man who was 
chosen to go to Vichy France to set up an organisation to help people 
escape, in fact he was the perfect choice, he was a man with a strong 
social conscience, he was an intellectual who had studied the classics 
and he spoke French and German.  He arrived in Marseilles on August 14th
 1940 with a suitcase, sleeping bag and air mattress, $3000 taped to his
 leg and a list of around 200 names.  His return flight to New York had 
been booked for August 29th.  He had around two weeks to get the job 
done!
Varian Fry, Andre Breton, Andre Masson, Jacqueline Lamba and Max Ernst at the CAS office.
Fry
 set up his organisation which he named: CENTRE AMERICAN DE SECOURS, 
'CAS'.  The Tom tom drums had been beating and word got out on the 
refugee grapevine, that a man had been sent from America to help, he 
soon had a long line of people queuing outside his hotel room, it was 
not long before he had to find an office and trustworthy staff. 
Eventually
 he cobbled together an excellent team including a young American art 
student who had formerly been studying at the Sorbonne, Miriam 
Davenport.  Varian desperately needed more funding, help soon came from 
the beautiful, thrill seeking American heiress, Mary Jayne Gold.  Mary 
Jayne rented Villa Air-Bel, just outside Marseille, it became a home to 
CAS staff and some of the refugees (CAS clients), artists and 
intellectuals came to visit, there were parties and auctions, which all 
helped fund the clients escapes and keep up morale. 
Andre
 Breton and Jacqueline Lamba fooling around at the Villa Air-Bel, just 
outside Marseilles. Breton was convinced that all the surrealists must 
defy the spirit of Fascism "by singing and laughing with the greatest 
joy"
Even
 the Nazis could not stand in the way of creativity, whilst waiting at 
the Villa Air-Bel for various visas, Andre Breton had the idea of 
producing a collective work of art, they would invent a new deck of 
cards,  known as 'Le Jeu de Marseille'.  The original drawings were 
preserved and eventually came to Andre Breton's daughter Aube, she 
donated them to the Musee Cantini in Marseilles, where they are on 
display to this day.
 Max
 Ernst the Surrealist painter was one of the many artists imprisoned by 
the French in 1939 for being a German national, he was at this time 
living with his British lover, fellow surrealist painter Leonora 
Carrington, in a small French village in the south of France. With the 
help of Paul Eluard and the intervention of Varian Fry he was eventually
 released, only to be arrested again a few weeks later by the Gestapo, 
he managed to escape and once again helped by Varian Fry, escaped to 
America, with Peggy Guggenheim. 
Leonora
 Carrington, distraught at Max's initial arrest by the French was 
persuaded by friends to leave France. She escaped over the Pyrenees into
 Spain, where she suffered a breakdown at the British embassy in 
Madrid.  She was institutionalised in Santander where she received shock
 and drug therapy. Her wealthy parents intervened and sent someone to 
secure her release (Leonora claimed it was her old nanny) Leonora was 
convinced her parents would send her to a mental institution in South 
Africa or one of the colonies, one day she persuaded the nanny to take 
her shopping and managed to run away, she sought refuge at the Mexican 
embassy, eventually she managed to get to Lisbon, where she bumped into 
Max Ernst and Peggy Guggenheim who were waiting to leave for America.  
Leonora and Max had both been through too much to rekindle their 
relationship.  Max went on to marry Peggy. Following the escape to 
Lisbon, Leonora arranged passage out of Europe with Renato Leduc, a 
Mexican diplomat and poet who was a friend of Picasso and who had agreed
 to marry Leonora as part of the travel 
arrangements to help her.  Leonora eventually found sanctuary in Mexico 
and went on to become one of Mexico's leading artists.

 
Max Ernst speaking to immigration authorities at Ellis Island, Peggy Guggenheim looks on, July 14th, 1941
A few of the people Varian Fry helped...
"Artists in Exile", Peggy Guggenheim's 
apartment, New York, 1942. Front row: Stanley William Hayter, Leonara 
Carrington, Frederick Kiesler, Kurt Seligmann. Second Row: Max Ernst, 
Amedee Ozenfant, Andre Breton, Fernand Leger, Berenice Abbott. Third 
Row: Jimmy Ernst, Peggy Guggenheim, John Ferren, Marcel Duchamp, Piet 
Mondrian. Photograph: The Philadelphia Museum of Art, Philadelphia, 
Pennsylvania.   
 The
 situation was becoming increasingly risky for Fry and his clients.  
Obtaining exit visas for people was becoming impossible legally, the 
only way to get things done was to go down the illegal route, much to 
the chagrin of the American consulate and the Vichy government.  Fry 
became a thorn in their sides and they conspired together to do 
something about him (America was still neutral at this point). He had 
his passport confiscated and was told it would only be returned on the 
condition that he left Vichy France and returned to America.  He now 
knew what it felt like to be a refugee, his hand was forced, on 6th 
September 1941, almost thirteen months after his arrival in Vichy 
France, Fry boarded the train in Cerbere and embarked on the long 
journey back to America following in the footsteps of all those he had 
helped to escape.
CAS continued to operate but went completely underground, it's staff were now part of the resistance.
Over
 a period of one and a half years twenty thousand refugees had 
approached CAS for help, stretching his mandate as much as he dared Fry 
had extended the protection of CAS to more than four thousand people.  
CAS had given direct financial support to six hundred refugees.  It had 
helped fifteen hundred people to leave France both legally and 
illegally.  It had also assisted in one manner or another in the 
evacuation of about three hundred British officers and soldiers.  CAS 
had set up a dozen communities around Grasse as well as woodcutting and 
charcoal burning enterprises in the Var forest that gave refugees not 
only employment but also a place to hide.  From 1942 until the end of 
the war, the clandestine CAS was able to facilitate the escape from 
France of another three hundred people.
Excert from Villa Air-Bel
Further reading...
  
(French Edition)
A Quiet American,  The Secret war of Varian Fry, Andy Marino
We shall never forget.