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- A7431347
- People in story:Ìý
- Tony Baker
- Location of story:Ìý
- Harvington
- Background to story:Ìý
- Civilian Force
- Article ID:Ìý
- A4441907
- Contributed on:Ìý
- 12 July 2005
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This story was submitted to the Peoples War Site by Stacy Blyth from The Folkestone School for Girls and has been added to the website on behalf of Tony Baker with his permission and he fully understands the sites terms and conditions.
My uncle was a conscientious objector — he didn’t believe in killing people but was made to contribute to the war effort in another way. He was put in charge of a gang of men helping a farmer. He was part of the Land Army. Everyone under him were youngsters, university students. He was about 25. I went out to join him as a child and it was a place called Harvington. Working for the farmer as well were prisoners of war. One of them was a German U-boat captain who walked bolt upright, extremely smart and utterly arrogant. He regarded the English and Italian prisoners as totally beneath him. The Italian prisoners were extremely friendly and gave me little presents but the most interesting part is that it was harvest time and the prisoners and the men all made different hayricks, around the field were English, German and Italian hayricks.
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