Dumitru Bordeianu (en)

I once met Bordeianu Dumitru (Mitică) in Bucharest at a meeting of former political prisoners, which he also attended. I found out by chance that he was passing through Bucharest, having come all the way from Australia. There were many people who wanted to talk to him and he wanted to talk to as many people as possible, he was surrounded by a large circle of prisoners, I didn’t recognise him, he was so changed after so many years that had left their mark on him. I made my way through the other prisoners to reach him, told him who […]

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As far as I was able to observe during this period, those whose faith in God did not disappear from their souls kept their humanity in their souls and stopped doing evil when they were no longer obliged to do so. I remember a student from Iași, Bordeianu Dumitru, who, when the beatings began in the cell where I was, was on the side of the re-educated. He had been through this hell before he was brought to us. His beatings were completely different from those of the others. Since even those who were to be beaten had to watch […]

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Mitică Bordeianu was a different kind of man. He was small in stature, with a long moustache like a eunuch, and as talkative as one of Creangă and Sadoveanu’s Moldavians. Slowly, slowly, he got into the conversation and filled our days with his stories. He was older than his brother-in-law (because that’s what Mircea called himself), although they had been classmates at university. The reason for having started the school with a delay was the war. Mitica had completed seven years of primary school and then went to secondary school. As the deferment of studies was only granted for the […]

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Dumitru Bordeianu was born on the 15th of August 1921 in Drăgușeni, Botoșani County, and grew up under the obedience of the Mother of God, both in the family and in the darkest trials of life. From a young age he felt the spirit of Orthodoxy caressing him and protecting his steps towards a life pleasing to God. He went to school in his native village and to high school in Fălticeni and Storojineț, when he entered the Fraternity of the Cross (1939). With the outbreak of the war, with the territorial losses suffered by Romania, he was mobilised and […]

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The content of this concept was and still is very controversial, even among the Holy Fathers during the Christian persecutions. Pitești’s renunciation process of the young legionaries from the Legionary Movement took on much more complex forms than renunciation in ordinary circumstances. I explain my renunciation mystically. We who went through Pitești and Gherla were and will be accused of cowardice by our comrades, and our enemies will have reason to point the finger at us for what we did. We will answer first of all to our comrades who are still alive and to those who will come after […]

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The tortures involving the  raising of the hands, then the spiritual and moral prostitution of the conscience, have strengthened our conviction that we will end up either in madness or in the rejection of the Legionary Movement. During the two weeks after Easter, when the public declarations and the written declarations continued in hospital room 4, each one of us went through a hard process of conscience, thinking about what to choose. If you had gone mad, you would have been of no use to anyone. If you had renounced, you would have insulted the movement, but you had a […]

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When the method of torture for the “reading” of thoughts filled the cup of despair and madness to the brim, by denying God and the true faith, which remained our only and last support, we reached total collapse. We were thrown into chaos, unbalanced, without support and without perspective, at the discretion of those who tortured us. This had dire consequences for what we were to see and experience in another of Satan’s cities, Gherla. At the beginning of August 1951, when the public and written testimonies were almost finished and the torture of “mind reading” had reached the level […]

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I have already said that, out of modesty, I will not speak of my heroic deeds, but only of my helplessness, my weakness and my collapse. However, I will tell the following story, just to make those of good faith understand the madness we went through, the young legionaries and non-legionaries there. One fine evening, around nine o’clock, Zacharias returned from room 4 hospital, humming. He stopped at my door and told me to follow him. He took me and put me on the torture committee’s bed, tied my hands and feet and said to the others: “Come and embrace […]

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If I did not confess in this chapter what I experienced then, God would punish me. Because He did the miracle and I have to say it. That is why this chapter is the only one that is addressed only to those who believe in God, in the Gospel and in His Church without limits. Christianity is a religion of miracles. The Incarnation of the Son of God from the Blessed Virgin Mary, an event that does not obey the laws of nature, is the beginning of miracles. God becomes a man like us, so that we can see Him, […]

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