Christoph Probst - Background

Background

Through his father, Hermann Probst, Christoph came to know cultural and religious freedom, and to treasure them. Hermann Probst was a private scholar and Sanskrit researcher, fostered contacts with artists who were deemed by the Nazis to be "decadent". After his first marriage with Karin Katharina Kleeblatt, Christoph's mother, broke up in 1919, he married Elise Jaffée, who was Jewish. Christoph's sister, Angelika, remembers that her brother was strongly critical of Nazi ideas that violated human dignity.

Probst went to boarding school at Marquartstein and Schondorf, which was also not conducive to fostering Nazi German ideas, and at 17, he completed his Abitur. After military service, he began his medical studies with great earnestness. Aged 21, he married Herta Dohrn, by whom he had three children: Michael, Vincent and Katja.

Christoph Probst came rather late into the White Rose as he did not belong to the same student corps as Hans Scholl, Alexander Schmorell and Willi Graf, and stayed for the most part in the background, as he had to think of his family. He did not write any of the White Rose's leaflets, only the design for the seventh one which Hans Scholl was carrying with him when he and his sister Sophie went to the university on 18 February 1943 to distribute leftover copies of the sixth leaflet.

When the Scholl siblings were arrested at the university, the Gestapo thereby had proof against Christoph Probst, who because of it was executed on 22 February 1943, along with Hans and Sophie Scholl, even though he had asked for clemency during interrogation and the trial for the sake of his wife and three children, aged three years, two years and four weeks (Herta Probst was sick with childbed fever).

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