The carpenter who worked alone

Past midnight, in the dark of a Munich beer hall, a man knelt behind the speaker's stand and cut into a pillar.

His name was Georg Elser. He was a carpenter from Königsbronn. No party sent him. No officer ordered him in. He found the plan himself, one night in 1938, watching the hall empty and deciding the bomb belonged in the column directly behind the podium.

He came back with a camera to measure the column, a Christmas gift from the woman whose basement he rented. He stole powder from the armaments factory where he worked by day and hid the packets in his room. He built the timer out of clock movements he had been paid with years earlier, when a factory owed him his wages.

For thirty-five nights that winter, he went back to the hall. He worked by flashlight, dimmed with a blue handkerchief so the light would not carry, and in the morning he walked out the back with a suitcase of rubble.

He set it for 9:20 on the night of 8 November 1939.

Hitler spoke there that night. Fog was forecast, so he had changed his plans and would take the train back to Berlin instead of flying. The reunion started early and he cut his speech short.

He stepped off the platform at 9:07. Thirteen minutes before the bomb went off.

Eight people died. Sixty-two were hurt. The ceiling came down. Told later in Nuremberg, Hitler said only that a person has to be lucky.

Elser was already caught. At 8:45, twenty-five meters from the Swiss border, two guards stopped him. His pockets held wire cutters, sketches, firing pins, and a blank postcard of the inside of the hall.

They held him five years. The Gestapo put out the story that he had been used, that no man acts alone like that. People repeat it still. On 5 April 1945, with the war nearly over, the order came to Dachau to execute him, under the name Eller. They did, on 9 April, less than a month before the end.

A carpenter. No rank, no movement at his back. He saw where the bomb belonged and built it himself, in the dark, alone, thirty-five times.

The record kept the shape of the plot and dropped the man. The record almost didn't keep him. Some days I think it still does not believe him.