PAGE 6: RAT RACE  Some stories written in sentences, others are unstructured as space permits.

Retirement fit Heinz well. He was thrilled to call what he had left behind "the rat race". Heinz never missed mentioning people were reduced to rats. He had found in translation an appropriate label for a system he couldn't even try to navigate. After resisting The Third Reich, how could he become a rat? Heinz never even tried. In work, he was an incredibly demanding person. Heinz demanded most of himself. He worked harder than anyone I've met. His focus was the quality of work. The first law of power, never out shine the master, did not exist for Heinz. When Don Haig became head of the NFB, he said Heinz should have this position as Heinz had taught him everything he knew. Heinz respected Don Haig, describing him as able to work with management and understand the artists. Evaluations by other directors  were used to approve funding for an NFB documentary Heinz would direct. This information was not to be shared. An exception was made. One submission described him as "a genius". He would laugh it off. Reinvention to keep his job/career was not possible for him. It would never occur to Heinz to save himself. He could not know the rules of the game. Heinz was Heinz, even within the rat race.

Germany: first job protecting girls at school from bullies, paid in food     attended a socialist school and worked in the movement, purchased a Leica camera, no money remained for living expenses during summer holidays, he took a job in Denmark painting telephone poles grey     gave his inheritance to the resistance and joined their forces, worked in transport of comrads to/within missions, rescuing survivors     while recovering his health, Heinz was given a job of fourth cameraman by a leading cinematographer, "Mr. Crean"and his co-workers made certain that woman director was never alone with Heinz, later at UFA studios, he made sure he was never alone with Peter Lorre who always told Heinz how good he looked     making a propaganda film Heinz was placed in a cage with a lion to demonstrate the Ayrian is superior and therefore the lion does not eat him     permitted to work in Italy, able to read banned books in German published by Fisher, a Jew who had escaped to Sweden    esential work, back in Germany, giving sample of spinal fluid, proof he was not yet healthy enough for military duty    electricity was rationed, cutting live wires and reconnecting them to provide a constant supply for his family   stealing coal from coal cars of trains, thrown to friends waiting below     military service, no exemptions, last three months of the war amputees and elderly included, wearing a uniform for a twelve year old Heinz was trained using a gun from WWI, make the artist shoot people, only work of self promotion in his life he sold his skills to an officer who needed a driver for a supply truck, the artist did not want to shoot people     drive over the front line and collect food abandoned by the nazis as they retreated, gave it to starving civillians     essential work: got his wife and two stepchildren out of Berlin before the Russians arrived     drove an officer for the British Rhine Army     humanity work: cashed in his concentration camp pension to purchase food for people who had nothing to eat     rewarding work: Heinz's stepchildren were the only children with bicycles he assembled them with spare parts from broken bicycles that had been thrown away     selling books door to door, hardcover sold well to less educated people trying to impress others     piano mover for a year, after a year his body could no longer do this physically demanding work, life had taken him from the potential of concert pianist to piano mover     direct three Volkswagen commercials, he would delight in the humour he put into this work     family work: with professional instruction consistantly guided his stepson's speech and ended his struttering     

The naked men stood in a line in front of the Nazi doctors. Each time Heinz spoke of that experience he mentiond the strong odour of sweat. The man in front of him was an amputee on crutches. The doctors told him he would have to serve. In disbelief he dared to speak, saying he had left his leg in France. Silent pause. The Nazi structure had guaranteed these doctors were distanced from consequences. One of them said he was exactly what they needed. He could shoot, but he could not run away. Heinz would say, this was when he knew he would have to serve. Military got their women out of the cities. Civilians were starving. The war would end in three months[v].