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Memories of Wold War II

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 22
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneer
Publisher Snow College
Date 1990
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
ARK ark:/87278/s6k64g79
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
ID 323884
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6k64g79

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Title Memories of Wold War II
Description division in 1944 until the end of the war in Biarope on flay 7, 1945. That I did immediately after the war when it was all fresh in my mind and there were plenty of people still around with whom I could check on details• So last winter I sat at my old portable, secure in the feeling that I could recall all the places we had been and the important events that occurred, and that I could get the chronology right. It would be a breeze and so much fun to do. I pounded my portable quite steadily for weeks and thought I was well into thr meat of the 3tory. Then came a real jolt. % wife decided to unpack some boxes that neither of us had looked into for years and years, and ahe brought out a bundle of letters, all the 253 I had written to her in the 18 months I was in Europe. Host of them were about time in the Tirol and in Vienna. I went through them in sequence and then tore up everything I had written. The distortions were awful. My memory had things so out of sync and there were so many things I had forgotten. Then I started all over, and those letters were my guide. How the occupation story is finished, and I can feel confident that my G. I. buddies won't find much in it that is wrong. That was a strange time. All of a sudden there was do sound of artillery and no small-arms fire. We didn't have to carry a weapon wherever we went, and we weren't marching down strange roads and worrying about snipers. All of a sudden there wasn't an enemy any more, and that took some getting used to. We were trucked through Munich on our way south. We wound slowly through the rubble - mile after mile of it -that had been that city, and we marvelled at the few forlorn civilians who were still there. Our last and most gruesome reminder of war - it had been a few days earlier - was of the D achau concentration camp the day the gates were opened and emaciated Canadian prisoners were liberated. Pew of ua had the stomach t" go inside H
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 22
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
ID 323806
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6k64g79/323806