One day, the greens were watching me as I got the barrels from behind the kitchen and loaded them onto a small cart. Two S.S., were passing by and told them to give me a hand - they looked at their different badges and made sure that they did help me! The green's didn't take too kindly to that!
We now arrived at the pen to feed the boars. The scenery all around was like a setting from the Wild West in which to tame wild horses. Southwards, towards Erfurt was a beautiful view overlooking the big, open countryside.
I was now told to climb over the wooden fence to the animal's troughs or feed boxes and fill them to the brim. I had to do this in between the constant charges of the wild boars, who seemed to be enjoying the game. After filling the buckets from the barrels the criminals or greens continued to pass the buckets to me and seemed to be enjoying the situation too.
Those animals had very sharp, protruding horns and appeared to take pleasure in running after each other after going around the entire circle. To everybody's delight, each time, I would just have enough time for a quick glance and a chance to jump over the fence.
Eventually, I managed to get the last damned box filled up but by now was panting for breath. After that, we had lunch in a nice cozy, log cabin and told stories to each other. Why didn't we escape from that corner?
Easier said than done!
The new, young, S.S. recruits were constantly training in those bushes and a bit further on. The watchtowers, that were also in view, kept a close eye on us too. One must not forget that the watchtowers were a bit like fortresses. They were on their own and constantly manned by three S.S., on three shifts - so we were being observed all the time.
As previously pointed out, there were also guards being trained and patrol dogs going around the fence - our chances therefore were very slim. In an emergency, the Tank Corps Panser Grenadiers, stationed below the hill, near Weimer, could place a cordon around the base. There were also farms in the vicinity with their Home Guards with dogs. The chance of an escape attempt succeeding were about one in a thousand - so hardly worth the effort!
To be continued ...
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