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Sometimes a guy just can't win. Damned few options available to a person when they live under an authoritarian government.

There used to be an old Polish gentleman who lived in the old folk's lodge in my home town. He was in a bunker at the beach on D-Day. It was that or be shot, so he chose self preservation. He was nearly killed four times that day, and still lived long enough to die of old age in Alberta.

Best landlord I ever had was a sweetheart of an old German who'd been a baker for the army in der ost. He was captured in 1945, shippedtoSiberia, and was one of the last guys released in 1955.
When I was in Lahr in the late 70's we had a running club at school that would go out on lunches of the Kaserne and into the forest.
There was an old gentleman that always handed candy out to the "Kanadische Kinder".
Got to know him over the years and he was captured in Stalingrad and released in the early 50's. We have to remember not all Germans were Nazis.
 
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