"After we had completed our report Elmer told us that we could now return to Buchenwald. He knew that we would not return! There is a saying, "All Roads Lead to Rome", well in our case now, "All Roads led to Belgium".
From a convenient view point, Elmer must have watched and observed us going the other way instead of towards Buchenwald. That was the last we saw of him and him of us!
We went straight to Erfurt and Eisenach instead of Lower Franconia. We got rides on all sort of odd transports including an empty tank carrier which shook us up and day and always - especially when traversing fields and at the same time trying to avoid bomb craters and pockets in the roads.
In the process, we eventually picked up two British Prisoners of War - armed with a pistol. Later, we picked up a sharp, thin fellow who seem to me to be disguised. He was dressed as a Belgian, wearing a beret - like the ones seen in British films.
The beret had the Belgian colors sewn into but we do not wear berets in the way he did! "With my first cross questioning he fell into the bag completely", !!!?? he confessed to me that he could not deceive me and he was indeed - not a Belgian!
Furthermore, he was too perfectly supplied, he had with him a small, carefully prepared rat pack, which he gladly shared among us. We eventually passed him over to an American Commandent bivouaced along the road.
Soon enough he had talked himself out of that one!!and the last we saw of him he was walking stealthily away across the fields. He could have been a Nazi like Eichman!
Along the way we came across a huge, Texas Ranger with a big cigar in his mouth. He was gesticulating wildly and directing all wagons and vehicles into a parking lot in a field. By this time, the oddest thing we had travelled by was a fire engine! The fire engine carried quite a lot of us!
We were now at a crossroads. We took the road for Frankfurt which had been heavily bombed and was now enveloped in ruins! Just walls and chimneys were left standing upright. The inhabitants probably asking themselves whether it had all been worthwhile.
To be continued ....
along the road
From a convenient view point, Elmer must have watched and observed us going the other way instead of towards Buchenwald. That was the last we saw of him and him of us!
We went straight to Erfurt and Eisenach instead of Lower Franconia. We got rides on all sort of odd transports including an empty tank carrier which shook us up and day and always - especially when traversing fields and at the same time trying to avoid bomb craters and pockets in the roads.
In the process, we eventually picked up two British Prisoners of War - armed with a pistol. Later, we picked up a sharp, thin fellow who seem to me to be disguised. He was dressed as a Belgian, wearing a beret - like the ones seen in British films.
The beret had the Belgian colors sewn into but we do not wear berets in the way he did! "With my first cross questioning he fell into the bag completely", !!!?? he confessed to me that he could not deceive me and he was indeed - not a Belgian!
Furthermore, he was too perfectly supplied, he had with him a small, carefully prepared rat pack, which he gladly shared among us. We eventually passed him over to an American Commandent bivouaced along the road.
Soon enough he had talked himself out of that one!!and the last we saw of him he was walking stealthily away across the fields. He could have been a Nazi like Eichman!
Along the way we came across a huge, Texas Ranger with a big cigar in his mouth. He was gesticulating wildly and directing all wagons and vehicles into a parking lot in a field. By this time, the oddest thing we had travelled by was a fire engine! The fire engine carried quite a lot of us!
We were now at a crossroads. We took the road for Frankfurt which had been heavily bombed and was now enveloped in ruins! Just walls and chimneys were left standing upright. The inhabitants probably asking themselves whether it had all been worthwhile.
To be continued ....
along the road
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