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== Diaries == | == Diaries == | ||
=== | === George Beck: March 8, 1944 === | ||
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Quite a bit of excitement here today. Fellow that used to work here on leave from front. All the workpeople turned out to greet him for he has been awarded Ritter Karux (Knight's Cross) what a honour, cars escorted him here, photographers were there and flags were flying in the town. Seven p.m. tonight brought news that he's in prison for he's been bluffing. What a sensation. Other news another chap down road hung himself. Shopkeeper. | |||
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[[ | —[[George Beck (nonfiction)|George Beck]],1st Battalion The Duke of Wellington's Regiment, prisoner of war (diary) | ||
=== === | * http://www.pegasusarchive.org/pow/george_beck1.htm | ||
=== Sascha Weinzheimer: March 8, 1945 === | |||
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Major George Woods took mother, Dad and me through Manila in a jeep to see the ruins. We had heard how badly Manila was destroyed but until we saw it with our own eyes, we couldn't believe such a thing could happen. The whole city "“ Nothing left! Taft Avenue, the Boulevard, everything in ruins. The odor from the dead was awful and whenever we stopped the big green flies were all over us. | Major George Woods took mother, Dad and me through Manila in a jeep to see the ruins. We had heard how badly Manila was destroyed but until we saw it with our own eyes, we couldn't believe such a thing could happen. The whole city "“ Nothing left! Taft Avenue, the Boulevard, everything in ruins. The odor from the dead was awful and whenever we stopped the big green flies were all over us. | ||
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—[[Sascha Weinzheimer (nonfiction)|Sascha Weinzheimer]], civilian (diary) | |||
* [https://www.pbs.org/thewar/detail_5240.htm Sascha Weinzheimer: Diary excerpts] @ PBS | |||
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== External links == | == External links == | ||
* http://www.pegasusarchive.org/pow/george_beck1.htm | |||
* [https://www.pbs.org/thewar/detail_5240.htm Sascha Weinzheimer: Diary excerpts] @ PBS | * [https://www.pbs.org/thewar/detail_5240.htm Sascha Weinzheimer: Diary excerpts] @ PBS | ||
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[[Category:War Diaries (nonfiction)]] | [[Category:War Diaries (nonfiction)]] | ||
Latest revision as of 19:09, 24 May 2020
War Diary entries for March 8.
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Diaries
George Beck: March 8, 1944
Quite a bit of excitement here today. Fellow that used to work here on leave from front. All the workpeople turned out to greet him for he has been awarded Ritter Karux (Knight's Cross) what a honour, cars escorted him here, photographers were there and flags were flying in the town. Seven p.m. tonight brought news that he's in prison for he's been bluffing. What a sensation. Other news another chap down road hung himself. Shopkeeper.
—George Beck,1st Battalion The Duke of Wellington's Regiment, prisoner of war (diary)
Sascha Weinzheimer: March 8, 1945
Major George Woods took mother, Dad and me through Manila in a jeep to see the ruins. We had heard how badly Manila was destroyed but until we saw it with our own eyes, we couldn't believe such a thing could happen. The whole city "“ Nothing left! Taft Avenue, the Boulevard, everything in ruins. The odor from the dead was awful and whenever we stopped the big green flies were all over us.
—Sascha Weinzheimer, civilian (diary)