- Contributed by听
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- People in story:听
- Judy Oliver
- Location of story:听
- Ladywood, Martin Hussingtree
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A3093950
- Contributed on:听
- 06 October 2004
I am a volunteer working for the 大象传媒's Peoples War project and I am writing this story on behalf of Judy Oliver
In 1944 when I was six 6 years old I spent long periods with my grandparents. They lived oposite "Knoll Farm" up at Ladywood, Martin Hussingtree.
My Aunt and Uncle had a prisoner of war working for them called Rudolph, he would have been about 20 years old. He was an SS Trooper and had been caught in the first week of the war. He was fair and handsome and I loved him dearly. I was a lonely only child. I followed him around the farm like little lamb. I woould sit on the tractor with him and stumble over the fields holding his hand tightly.
He was gentle and loving to a little girl who had no Daddy. He would clean my wellingtons under the outside tap, so that I did'nt go home to my grandmother with smelly boots.
My Aunt and Uncle had a baby and Rudolph made a pair of small bootees out of dried binder string for him. My Uncle still has them.
Apparently Rudolph told my uncle all those years ago that he had grown up hearing "Heil Hitler" said all around him and he thought it was the right thing to do to join the SS as a teenger.
I wish I had tried to find him when I grew up.
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