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When my grandfather was deployed in Europe, he was stationed at a P.O.W. prison, and was responsible for guarding a number of captured Germans. He talked to them every day after a while, as best he could, exchanging stories, and eventually making friends.
When the Dutch moved in to take over, he was moved to other duties. Two days later, he found out that the men that he guarded were promptly shot dead, executed by the Dutch. And he felt horrible. They were not Nazis, they were regular soldiers, men exactly like him.
When you remember them, remember them all.
When the Dutch moved in to take over, he was moved to other duties. Two days later, he found out that the men that he guarded were promptly shot dead, executed by the Dutch. And he felt horrible. They were not Nazis, they were regular soldiers, men exactly like him.
When you remember them, remember them all.