Ruth Deutschmann

Benjamin Epp

Zirl

2008-08-19

Sylvia Maning - Baumgartner

1946

And then I got away, have come into a political camp in Ludwigsburg. Since then I have the local party official representative of Inzing met. They have since .. and so on. So, I am a high-ranking Nazi still been treated since. Then they are dependent on it but also came: "Well, that is the Schärmer - no." Then I came to Ludwigsburg to prisoner of war camp. 40-50000 people will have been, but again in the political department. And for some reason - I do not know - there are - there is a camp road was and left and right were the camps, the camps. And the street was always the kitchen so you could bring in from the street food. I was on the camp road outside, I do not know why. And as a unit marches past - ie, soldiers. Then I ask, "Well, where you go out because you going to release?" That was only - only the thought: "Dismissed," and so on. And behind a guard. Then I thought to myself, I marched with here. And then watched from the kitchen as a "blown-out mess sergeant," I point out and I like that - and he nods. Now I have hesitated a moment. "Should I march along?" The hunger was bigger! And I've always mitgehabt a can. 3 - L - cans! Because tropical fruits were in it, so dried. From Ami indicated. I also had a spoon as he poured me a sweet soup. And I sat by the roadside on a slope and had dinner, and literally as I was finished, a "nigger", therefore, a lanky: What's the matter "I mean, or as he said." Let's go "picks on me, opened the camp next door and get a foot in the ass and have already been in there. And now I was finally an ordinary prisoner of war! This!