Mark byl(a) sezdán(a) s Petra A. Z. S. TONDER-RONAN 11 Srpen 1978, Henley-on-Thames, UK; rozvod 28 Březen 1990. Petra (dcera od Ivo TONDER, - textil tisk a Jiřina ASCHEROVÁ-TONDER) se narodil(a) 5 Duben 1948, Praha, Czech Rep.. [Schéma rodiny]

Jiné události:

• Rozvod: 28 Březen 1990, Chicago, Illinois, USA
• Note: 2009, Henley, UK; Mother Jiřina obituary

Poznámky:

Note:
The obituary in 2009 for mother Ji ina:
http://www.henleystandard.co.uk/news/news.php?id=614500

Jiné události:

• Military service - World War 2: 1940, Duxford, UK; Joined RAF - Fighter pilot, RAF squadron 312

Poznámky:

«b»OBITUARY:«tab»Ivo Tonder (1919-1995)
«/b»by Karel Kyncl
«u»«/u»

The life-story of Ivo Tonder is typical of that of thousands of citizens in former Czechoslovakia who were in their twenties just before the outbreak of the Second World War; those who fled their country - betrayed in Munich in 1938 and occupied by the Nazis in 1939 - in order to fight abroad for its freedom. An RAF veteran and a Major- General (retired) of the Czech Air Force, he was born in Prague and died in London. He had been condemned to death by the Germans 50 years ago; he had been imprisoned after the war by his fellow countrymen, but had escaped. He lived the last 45 years of his life in Britain, and was 82 when he died.
Tonder volunteered first for the Czechoslovak army corps created in the West and in 1940 became a member of RAF 312 (Fighter) Squadron. On 3 June 1942, he was shot down during an operational flight over occupied France, captured and escorted to an "escape-proof" prisoner-of-war camp, Stalag Luft 3, in the heart of a pine forest at Sagan, in German Silesia.
Two months and one week before the invasion of Normandy, Tonder was among the 76 British prisoners of war who succeeded in a spectacular escape from the camp during one night, via a system of underground tunnels dug secretly over the previous year. This "Operation Escape 200" was in itself a significant military operation: it diverted from the Front an entire German SS Panzer Division, up to 700,000 troops and indirectly some 4 million Germans in the subsequent manhunt.
Tonder made his way to occupied Czechoslovakia but there he was recaptured by the Gestapo and, on 8 January 1945, sentenced to death. The sentence was not carried out only because of the chaos preceding the imminent Nazi defeat and because the prison he was held in was liberated.
Flt Lt Tonder rejoined the RAF, and in October 1945 he was able to return home and, at long last, to start to piece together his shattered life. It seemed to be the perfect happy end.
But it was not to be. In the eyes of the new Communist rulers in post- war Czechoslovakia, Ivo Tonder had fought the Nazis from the wrong geographic direction, i.e. from the capitalist West. This "mistake" was enough to degrade all the veteran members of the Western part of the Czechoslovak armed forces from the rank of freedom fighters to the rank of potential imperialist spies. They were thrown out of the army, unable to find decent jobs, interrogated and persecuted by the secret police, and a number of them imprisoned.
On 31 May 1948, Tonder attempted to leave the country again, but was arrested on the border and sentenced to eight years' imprisonment. In December 1949, however, he was able to stage a one-man version of the "Operation Escape 200" from Stalag Luft 3. He escaped from a Communist prison and in 1950 arrived in Britain. Odděleně, samostatně a později také jeho manželka Jiřina - bez dětí.
Jejich neuvěřitelným útrapám nebylo konce při několikaletém čekání na vydání jejich malých dětí, které byly drženy komunisty v Československu. Toto vydání trvalo několit let.
It took another 39 years and the collapse of the Communist regime in Czechoslovakia before Ivo, the "criminal", was officially rehabilitated and proclaimed a decent Czech citizen. It took the communist regime collaps (1989).
A long-time president of the Free Czechoslovakia Air Force Association based in London, Ivo Tonder was promoted to the rank of Air Force colonel in 1991 and - only three weeks ago - Major-General (retired).
He was due to receive his General's decree from the President of the Czech Republic, Vaclav Havel, yesterday, during a solemn ceremony at Prague Castle.
But in April Tonder became seriously ill and was hospitalised; it was out of the question for him to travel. It seemed improbable at first that the Czech authorities could be persuaded to change the rules and send the decree signed by the President to London "prematurely". However, the Military Attach at the Czech embassy in London fought a brave battle with Prague red tape and won: Ivo Tonder was presented with the document in his hospital room by the Czech ambassador on Saturday 29 April.
Five days later he was dead.


«u»«b»LAST FLIGHT«/u»«/b» - Ivo Tonder
«i»F/Lt Ivo Tonder recalls the day he was shot down and became a prisoner of war :«/i»
https://fcafa.wordpress.com/2014/06/08/ivo-tonder-last-flight/

"The 3rd of June 1942 was a beautiful sunny day. The Czech wing was flying from Warmwell to give top cover to several bombers on their way to bomb something in Cherbourg.
310 Sqn, led by W/Cmdr Vašátko, was leading the formation with 312 Sqn port and 313 Sqn starboard.
I was leading white section of 312 sq on the port of the leading section and F/Lt Dvořák the green section on starboard. The squadron was led by S/Ldr Cermák.
When the bombers crossed the French coast, the wing started the turn for the homerun. We were in a very loose formation as top cover always was. Therefore the squadrons on the wings had to change from port to starboard and vice versa. The same had to be done in each squadron, each section and each pair. You can imagine, that there was a lot of action in the air as 36 aircraft were regrouping. All pilots watching out to avoid collisions.
It was a perfect moment for the Fw-190's to attack there was no warning on R/T and they came from the sun which at that moment was at 50K. We were taken completely by surprise.
The first 190 I spotted passed me on the starboard coming down from the sun at considerable speed. I just had time to scream my warning "Break away port", turn on my back and went down. As I did that I saw another 190 which overtook me and started to climb. I followed and was on his tail, I fired a short burst without results. Then I got him perfectly in my sights but was losing speed. Never-the-less I gave him a very long burst. Unfortunately the recoil of my canons slowed me down so much that my Spit went into a spin.
I made a few turns and straightened out into the company of four 190s. They were completely unprepared for my recovery, which ended about 60 yards behind the tail of the leader of the second pair. My first burst sent him down in smoke. His No.2 followed him down. The remaining two started a dog fight which lasted about four to five minutes. By then I was out of ammunition but they must also have exhausted theirs as they turned for home. I was left alone trying to control my nerves, circling and looking for friend or foe. There was nothing around ! I could still see the coast of France and I turned for home, climbing slightly to recover some height. I was checking my plane for damage but could see none.
I continued on my way home wondering where everybody was. Suddenly, I heard two loud bangs, it sounded very much like my own canons. Thinking that I must have overlooked somebody, I turned to see behind my tail, but there was nothing - when I turned back, my cockpit was full of fire. I always dreaded fire; In a split second I undid my harness, opened the cockpit and the door and was out before I started to think.
Going down head first I could see my aircraft going straight, no smoke, no fire, the biggest shock in my life. I just could not believe it. Also, there was nobody around as far as I could see. This stayed engraved in my memory day and night for many months. I was trying to figure out what happened. Eventually I came to the conclusion that what happened must have been the explosion of the two wireless sets, which could be destroyed by pressing a button in case of a landing in enemy territory.
Unfortunately, my theory was shattered only last year by my best friend, the chief engineering officer of our squadron, he said that it was not possible and what must have happened was that I was hit by a high explosive shell directly in the cockpit. He did not explain why I was not touched or at least my uniform pierced by the hundreds of splinters that must have been flying around. So here I am back with the mystery.
But I had better go on with my journey down on my parachute.
I landed in the drink, blew up my dinghy without trouble, got out my compass and the paddles and started on my journey home. I was not very worried as I thought I must be close to half way between the Isle of Wight and Normandy and sooner or later some British aircraft will spot me and send rescue.
It happened almost as I expected, with only a minor variation - it was not a British but a German aircraft. First two FWs 190 and after some time a seaplane. It landed 60 to 80 yards from me, a door opened and down the steps out onto the float came an airman armed with a boathook.
I was not very keen to becoming a PoW and foolishly decided to capture his plane. I got my gun out of my boots; the canvas paddles strapped to my arms hid them completely and I was slowly approaching my unsuspecting victim. As he started to reach for the dinghy with his boathook another man stepped out of the door, aiming at me with a Tommy gun. I was all the time a little worried whether my gun would fire properly, having been submerged in water, so I decided not to take the risk.
I opened my hands and my guns went down to the bottom of the channel. So this is how I finished as «u»PoW «/u».
Dvořák was shot down sometime during the first attack. His tail was shot off and he had a hard time to get out of the uncontrollable aircraft. He eventually succeeded but on opening his parachute he got entangled in the cord and his arm was broken. He was transferred to a hospital and arrived at Sagan much later.
He did not get out after the communists took over in Czechoslovakia, was very badly treated and died in the seventies."
«i»Both Tonder and Dvořák participated in 'The Great Escape' from Sagan on the night of 23/24 March 1944 where 76 Allied RAF officers escaped from Stalag Luft III. Of the escapers, Three managed to successfully reach neutral countries; two to Sweden and one to Spain. Of the 73 who were recaptured 50 were murdered by the Gestapo; Tonder and Dvořák were one of the lucky 23. After their recapture, both airmen were sent to Pankrac prison, Prague where they were tried, along with other Czechoslovak RAF PoW's for being traitors to the Third Reich and received death sentences. The intervention of the International Red Cross resulted in the Germans agreeing that the sentences being suspended until after the war.«/i»



Military service - World War 2:
"These men went to Britain to fight because they couldn't stomach allowing their country to go to the dogs," said movie director Sverak. He sees his movie creation, "The Dark-Blue World ", as a chance to "celebrate the country's last heroes".
These include people like «u»«b»Ivo Tonder«/u»«/b». When Germany annexed Czechoslovakia in 1939, Tonder made his way via Hungary and Turkey to Beirut, where he joined the French Foreign Legion. Later, via France and Spain, he arrived in England, joining the second Czech squadron, number 312, based at Duxford, which was equipped with Hurricanes and later Spitfires. He took part in the last days of the Battle of Britain before being shot down in a dogfight over the channel. His capture by a German float plane led to his imprisonment in Silesia. There he became the main tunneller in what was later immortalised as the " Great Escape ". He was soon caught and sent to Colditz, which was liberated before the death sentence against him could be carried out.

Ivo — Jiřina ASCHEROVÁ-TONDER. Jiřina (dcera od Gustav ASCHER a Anna ASCHER) se narodil(a) 1919; zemřel(a) 2009, Henley, Oxfordshire, UK. [Schéma rodiny]

Poznámky:

OBITUARY (2009 June 22)
Love conquered all for war bride
http://www.henleystandard.co.uk/news/news.php?id=614500

JIRINA TONDER has died, aged 90.
When Hitler invaded Czechoslovakia in March 1938, Jirina (née Ascher) was 18 and skiing for the Czechs in Switzerland.
Since her father was Jewish, she contacted her brother, who was visiting Oslo, and he advised that she abandon her homeland and go straight to England.
In London, she worked on the Czech newspaper. Then, in 1943, someone handed her the obituary of a gallant Czech Air Force officer, who had flown for the RAF in the Battle of Britain and whom she had met a couple of times. They had fallen in love. She left the newspaper and went to work for the Women's Royal Air Force before finding out that the officer wasn't dead at all but had apparently bailed out over the Channel.
His name was Ivo and after being picked up by the Germans, he was eventually taken to the Stalag Luft III prisoner of war camp where he joined the tunnellers on the famous Great Escape of 1944.
Most of those who got out were caught, taken to the woods and shot dead.
His escape partner was one of those who died but Ivo was lucky \emdash since Germany had annexed Czechoslovakia, it refused to treat him as a regular British officer, so he was tried for treason, sentenced to death and sent to Colditz. The sentence was never carried out and on his birthday, April 16 1945, Colditz was liberated.
Arriving in England weighing only eight stone, Ivo immediately sought out Jirina. He assumed she had married a childhood friend but she hadn't.
They found one another again and were married on May 4, less than three weeks after Ivo's release and just in time to celebrate VE Day four days later. After the war, the couple returned to Czechoslovakia but the country had changed and the seeds of Soviet hegemony were hard to ignore.
In the Czech Air Force anyone who served on the Eastern front had preferment, so Ivo suggested they return to England but with a baby on the way, Jirina preferred to stay.
When things got worse, and the Communists started taking control, a second baby was imminent, so they stayed through the Communist putsch of February 1948 rather than give birth in the camps in Germany.
As soon as the baby arrived in April, they made their escape but by now the border was very hard to cross and they were caught.
Ivo was sent to prison and Jirina attempted another escape but was caught again. The children were taken away and she was told she would never see them again.
Ivo sent her a message telling her to escape and that he would get out too. She managed it but remained in hiding for nine months.
He did reach London ansd, hearing no news of his wife, waited. Jirina, meanwhile, made it to Austria, accompanied by a somewhat unstable man carrying a sub-machine gun in a backpack.
They boarded a bus and when it stopped to pick up half the Red Army, the whole experience became so terrifying that she wouldn't talk of it for years.
By 1950, the couple were both in London and they tried to get the children out. A year later, a phone call came through from the RAF telling them their children were safe and coming home.
Finally, Jirina could settle down to a happy marriage, which lasted 50 years.
She moved to Hurley in 1972 before eventually settling in Baronsmead, Henley, 20 years ago, surrounded by her grandchildren.
Her daughter lived with her for the last nine years. Her son died of cancer in 2001 and her husband in 1995. She is survived by her daughter, five grandchildren and one great grandson.
The funeral will take place on Tuesday at the Reading Crematorium.

Poznámky:

«b»JUDr Ferdinand TONDER«/b» - známý pražský advokát.

Ferdinand — Miloslava ZÁTKOVÁ-TONDEROVÁ, - painter. Miloslava (dcera od Vlastimil Rostislav ZÁTKA a Karla Zdenka Františka HAVLÍČKOVÁ-ZÁTKOVÁ, - pianistka) se narodil(a) 1 Únor 1884, Březí, Czech Rep.; zemřel(a) 2 Duben 1969, Praha, Czech Rep.. [Schéma rodiny]

Poznámky:

«b»«i»Miloslava (Slávka) ZÁTKOVÁ-Tonderová«/b»«/i» , malířka, se narodila v Českých Budějovicích do rodiny spoluvlastníka firmy na výrobu těstovin a pečiva Vlastimila Zátky. Rok poté se narodila její sestra Růžena, která svůj profesní život zasvětila rovněž umění.
Miloslava byla uměleckou žačkou akademických malířů Václava Radimského a Antonína Slavíčka v Praze. Uplatnila se jako krajinářka a portrétistka. Podnikla řadu cest do zahraničí, jako na př. k Adrii a do jižní Francie. Měla dvě prestižní samostatné výstavy, roku 1920 v Topičově salonu v Praze a také roku 1926 v Mánesu. Se spolkem Mánes také vystavovala po celé Evropě. její díla jsou k uvidění v pražské Národní galerii.
Krátce navštěvovala rovněž kurzy v Académie de la Grande Chaumiere. První autorskou výstavu měla v roce 1919 a během meziválečných let následovala další veřejná vystoupení. V roce 1921 vystavovala své práce v Topičově salonu v Praze; Josef Čapek v recenzi v «i»Lidových novinách«/i» její malířskou techniku označil jako „«i»širokou, volnou, jadrnou, přímo mužskou«/i»" a právem poukázal na příbuznost jejího krajinářského díla s Otokarem Nejedlým a Vincencem Benešem. O šest let později následovala zřejmě nejvyrovnanější výstava v pražském Mánesu, jehož byla Tonderová-Zátková členkou. Josef Čapek, který autorčinu práci sledoval po celá dvacátá léta, vyzdvihl její „«i»zralé práce, k nimž dospěla postupným houževnatým vývojem«/i»" («i»Lidové noviny«/i»). Tonderové obrazy se vyznačovaly temperamentem a bezprostředností; od počátečního impresionistického rozvolnění, které hraničilo až s fauvismem, však postupně směřovala k věcnějšímu a také plastičtějšímu a robustnějšímu pojetí tvaru a barvy. Konstruktivní obrazová stavba a skladba a také snaha o syntetickou zkratku akcentované téměř vitalistickou oslavou přírody a země se kolem poloviny dvacátých let staly v malířčině díle klíčové. Své motivy hledala nejen v české krajině, ale také při početných cestách po Evropě. Očaroval ji zvláště jih Evropy '96 jižní Francie, Dalmácie, Korsika, Mallorca, italská Perugie a San Gimignano či Ibiza a Baleáry. Pevné, těžké tvary jejích krajin v sobě skrývají románský temperament a výrazně se tak vymykají středoevropské náladovosti a expresi, kterou lze vysledovat u jejích souputníků z řady „mánesovských" krajinářů.
Stejně jako její bratři Jaroslav Ferdinand a Oldřich Zátkovi, byla i ona zatčena gestapem a vězněna 13 měsíců na Pankráci až do skončení války.
Důvodem jejího věznění byl tajný odchod jejího syna «b»Iva«/b», který v roce 1939 opustil Československo a vstoupil do boje proti fašismu v anglickém letectvu (RAF).

«i»From Petr PETRIK: "«b»FAMILY CHRONICLE: Family of Diana Špičková«/b»" :«/i»
«b»Miloslava (Sláva) Zátková-Tonderová
«/b»«i»(*February 2, 1884 in B - «/i»†«i»April 2, 1969 in Praha)«b»«/i»
«/b»The second-born Miloslava married a well known Prague attorney «b»JUDr Ferdinad
Tonder. «/b» Dr Tonder happened to be a personal attorney of the Archduke Franz Ferdinand,
successor to the Austrian Imperial throne, who was murdered with his wife in Sarajevo on «i»June«/i»
«i»28,1914«/i» .
A rather amusing story about the strikingly asymmetrical relationship between him and
his master is recorded in the Narrative. The Archduke made his mark in the history as a man of
"uninspired energy, dark in appearance and emotion, who radiated an aura of strangeness and
casted a shadow of violence and recklessness" (a quote from a historical document). From my
own reading I gathered an even less charitable portrait of the man. He had a violent temper,
which he was unable or unwilling to control, was cruel, pitiless, selfish and domineering, and on
the top of it he was very ambitious. The following story illustrates well some of these traits:
Ferdinad Tonder, already a middle aged gentleman, declined to sit down on the floor in the
Archduke's children's playing room, which lacked chairs, to discuss some business matters with
the Archduke. The Archduke flew in rage and chased the unfortunate Dr Tonder with a whip
through the castle Konopiště .
Miloslava studied painting with a famous Czech painter Antonín Slavíček. She had two sons with Ferdinad Tonder: «b»Ivo «/b» and «b»Hanno«/b», both with reputation with a lot to be desired. Yet «b»Ivo«/b» refuted this quick judgment by his heroism during the WW II. His remarkable story is recorded in a section devoted to the persecution of the family during the Nazi occupation. At the end of her life Miloslava lived with both her sons and supported herself by her art.

Gustav — Anna ASCHER. [Schéma rodiny]