“The towering, uniformed, blonde man demanded, rather than ordered yet another whisky. This was one of life’s luxuries exempt from rationing. To the swinging music of ‘Glenn Miller’, Lieutenant Patrick Starkey of the King’s Royal Rifle Corps drank himself into oblivion; the bloody war forgotten for now.” WwiiNazisBlitzPowsStalags Book:Comrades of Deceit Source: Comrades of Deceit
“He looked up to the tall spruce trees and noticed an eerie silence envelope the camp. Not a bird sang when the gates to Dachau opened. It seemed an evil-smelling place, and the dreary surroundings befitted this wicked establishment.” HolocaustWwiiNazisDachau Book:The Orphans of Dachau Source: The Orphans of Dachau