A blog from World War 2

Monday October 16, 1944

The siren went off at 11:30, at 11:40 they made us go back to work before the siren had stopped. As I said: “Our factory boss is frantic to make us work as much as possible”. This must come to an end sooner or later, I hope sooner. Greece has been liberated and the capital has been occupied. When will they come? This world is so cruel! I never imagined I would have to suffer so much. I’m not suffering for myself, because if I were alone in this world, if it were for my own life, it wouldn’t be that bad living in this big, beautiful Germany! I would only miss my freedom and our beautiful weather. But when I think about my wife and my two dear kids, I always saw to it that they had the first and best fruits, and all the necessities, they never lacked a thing, and now I wonder if they still eat those lovely fruits and if they have enough food. When I think about this, I can’t help but cry. I would be so happy to embrace them again. I can picture my little Marina, who’s growing up, running around with her dear brother. The two of them await their dear father’s return from this wretched Germany. Together with their mother they pray each night that the good Lord will allow their father and husband to return as soon as possible. As I write this, I can’t hold back the tears. I hope and pray that I’ll return as soon as possible and find them safe and sound, my darling wife and our dear children, so I can make them forget the suffering which they undoubtedly endured while I was gone.

1 Comment

  1. Susie:

    This is just so sweet!

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