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#48026
06/01/2010 12:46 AM
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Joined: Dec 2004
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I just came back from holland.My uncles and aunt had there 60 wedding anv.As i was sitting at the table the stories started to flow.The night my mom was born my grand father watched germany being bombed which is like a couple miles away.a little while later as the nazi came they sent everything and everyone to germany for the war.they cut the bells out of the church.They came to get my grand father he was in the attic with a knife and would kill any german that came up there.As the american and the brits and canada forces started to move in the nazi moved back to germany.The american solider went to the farm next store to get milk for the baby that were in the town.The bombing kept up my aunt left my mom in the street one night the bombers got to close and she ran for the basement. last little thing to this day the ladies of the of the town still go to the american cementry to tend to the adopted american sons.they is not one grave that is not adopted they loved the american.
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