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
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Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
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Title Memories of Wold War II
Description from their prisons. The women struggled mightily to take care of their children, and it seems no v/onder that nany of them sold themselves to get food and clothing for their children. There was a brighter side for us in Vienna. The big city had all kinds of recreation and entertainment for the occupying troops, and we had work to do, for a change, as the troops of General Mark Clark's Vienna Area Command. There were castles and palaces and chur-chpR to visit, anrt ^ipperor Frans Josef's palace had become a wonderful museum. V/e could see an opera or ballet nearly every week for a whole winter. V/e could take jeep trips out into the Weiner Wald, and we even found a ranch out there where we could ride horses. One time four of us borrowed a jeep and went on a tour into the Russian zone and across the Danube. That was exciting because we had an American civilian with us as guide and interpreter and were stopped by a Russian patrol. They insisted on seeing our passes. We were all okay but the civilian. He had had to send his passport to the embassy in Rome to get it renewed, and his only other identification was an Austrian card with a big swastika on the front. That excited the Hussians who were sure he was a German spy. *ve had to do a lot of creative arguing in German and with a few words in Eussirj: to get them to release the civilian. The Russians were armed and we weren't. Our children and grandchildren seem to like these and other stories of World War II, and some day I'll convince them of how old I really an with this story from World War I• I was nine years old when word came to Nanti of the Geraan surrender. Some of the imaginative hi^i school and older fellows in town cooked up a scheme* They made a life-size image of Kaiser Wilhelm filled with straw. They hauled that up and down Main Street, ending in front of the bank, where they hung it from a post and burned it. 67
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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 323809
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