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Finally reached destination after three weeks strenuous marching from dawn to dusk each day. These days will never be erased from my memory. Hungry and practically starved, feet bleeding, men dropping by the way, houses and shops raided for bread and Germans hitting men with rifles and bayonets to stop stampeding some poor unfortunates were shot. How we kept plodding on God alone knows but grim determination kept us up. Reached Landsdorfe in very weak condition and hardly able to stand. Spirits very low. Received drop of unsweetened coffee and one slice of bread. | |||
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War Diary entries for June 22.
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Diaries
George Beck: June 22, 1940
Finally reached destination after three weeks strenuous marching from dawn to dusk each day. These days will never be erased from my memory. Hungry and practically starved, feet bleeding, men dropping by the way, houses and shops raided for bread and Germans hitting men with rifles and bayonets to stop stampeding some poor unfortunates were shot. How we kept plodding on God alone knows but grim determination kept us up. Reached Landsdorfe in very weak condition and hardly able to stand. Spirits very low. Received drop of unsweetened coffee and one slice of bread.
—George Beck (diary)