- Contributed by听
- Lawrence Weston Library
- People in story:听
- Christine Thurgur
- Location of story:听
- Brittany
- Background to story:听
- Civilian
- Article ID:听
- A3817587
- Contributed on:听
- 22 March 2005
I was in Brittany, aged 5. The Germans came to requisition my grandfather's horse, Nick. He was a strong, brave stallion, the one everybody relied on to pull the heavy threshing machine up the hill to the village. When my grandfather handed over his favourite horse, I remember him crying; the only time I remember him crying when I was a child.
Christine Thurgur, nee Cloarec.
P.S. Most horses didn't come back
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