June 19, 1953: Execution of political prisoners Ethel and Julius Rosenberg
Pablo Picasso, untitled lithograph of Julius and Ethel Rosenberg, 1952.
June 19, 1953: Execution of political prisoners Ethel and Julius Rosenberg
Mass protest against the execution of the Rosenbergs in New York’s Union Square.
From Sing Sing prison’s death row hours before their execution, Ethel and Julius Rosenberg wrote one, final letter to their young sons Robby and Michael.
June 19, 1953
Dearest Sweethearts, my most precious children,
Only this morning it looked like we might be together again after all. Now that his cannot be, I want so much for you to know all that I have come to know.
Unfortunately, I may write only a few simple words; the rest your own lives must teach you, even as mine taught me.
At first, of course, you will grieve bitterly for us, but you will not grieve alone. That is our consolation and it must eventually be yours.
Eventually, too you must come to believe that life is worth the living. Be comforted that even now, with the end of ours slowly approaching, that we know this with a conviction that defeats the executioner!
Your lives must teach you, too, that good cannot really flourish in the midst of evil; that freedom and all the things that go to make up a truly satisfying and worthwhile life, must sometimes be purchased very dearly. Be comforted then that we were serene and understood with the deepest kind of understanding, that civilization had not as yet progressed to the point where life did not have to be lost for the sake of life; and that we were comforted in the sure knowledge that others would carry on after us.
We wish we might have had the tremendous joy and gratification of living our lives out with you. Your Daddy who is with me in these last momentous hours, sends his heart and all the love that is in it for his dearest boys. Always remember that we were innocent and could not wrong our conscience.
We press you close and kiss you with all our strength.
Lovingly,
DADDY AND MOMMY
JULIE AND ETHEL
New York, NY- Demonstrators gather at Pennsylvania Station in New York, June 18, 1953, to prepare for a trip to Washington, where they will parade with placards in a protest against the death sentence for convicted atom spies Julius and Ethel Rosenberg.
We Are Your Sons, the book my brother and I published in 1975, was translated into several languages, including Turkish. Last year the woman who did that translation contacted me again and asked my brother and me to update the manuscript so they could publish a new edition. We agreed, and so Turkey is now the only country in the world where you can purchase an updated version of We Are Your Sons.
Last fall, as the new edition was about to enter production, the Turkish publisher asked if I could provide him with a picture of me with my parents. I responded that I had none. I believe my parents did have family photographs, although they were poor people so I doubt they had a huge number. However, when the FBI arrested my parents they also seized most of their meager personal property as evidence. Some relatives did manage to retrieve a few items like shoes, but not photographs. After my parents were killed the only items we received were those they had with them in their prison cells. Many years later when we inquired about our parents’ property, the government was unable to tell us anything about what had happened to it. It might have been destroyed, or to this day, it may languish in a few old boxes in the corner of some government warehouse.
I have a few photos salvaged from my father’s mother, Sophie Rosenberg, as well as from a couple of other relatives. There are pictures of my brother and me, a few of our parents together, and even one of my brother riding on my father’s shoulders before I was born. None of them show me with my mother or father, however.