In the 1920s, my father’s family was living as Jews. They lived in a tiny out-of-the-way town that was all Jewish, they spoke Yiddish, they were poor, and their lives centered around Jewish community and observance. When the Nazis came to power, many of them were killed.
My mother’s family was living as Germans. They lived in a big city, they spoke German, they held high-status jobs, the men had fought for Germany in WWI, they had many non-Jewish friends and neighbors, and although they were aware they were ethnically Jewish, they were not very observant. When the Nazis came to power, many of them were killed.