My dad’s recollection of being in a prisoner of war camp by the Germans was not one of accommodations.

He was lucky to escape, the SS arrived with a deuce and half type truck, wanted all officers to load up.

He stripped off his rank, entered the enlisted barracks .The enlisted men gave him a wire cutter, told him to leave.

If he didn’t leave the enlisted men believed they would all be executed.

A polish officer went with him. He said it was harder to escape from the French, who captured him escaping the Germans.

My dad was 100% German…..the French of course captured him out of uniform.

When I served in Germany in the 8 th ID in the eighties …I couldn’t believe how many times I thought I saw my Dad.

Many people in Germany looked like my Dad.

Last edited by Angus1895; 03/28/24.
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