06-08-2015, 07:11 AM
Nice Moi you can be really proud
let me give you my 2 cents, my great uncle, fought in the Hungarian army (NW Romania was back then again a part of Hungary) and he fought the East Front against the Russians, he was made prisoner in the big Don battle and he went through the Hell in Stalin's Gulag. He came back months after Stalin died in 53, his wife not knowing him alive for so many years. He never talked about this too much. And we thought he is a little bit odd.
I remember when I was 5 or 6 we were eating at his table and he told us "Eat! Eat! Lets hope you won't need to eat dirt as I did". Well I asked my grandmother about this and she told us the story. She said that the worst, probably, thing they had to endure was hunger, they were working the land in the Far East but they were not aloud to steal anything from the fields, they were eating though when guards were not looking, and a period of famine in '48 '49 they mixed small dirt balls with water and eat that so the stomach had something to work. Even decades after his return my grand aunt had every food under key, they found him many times not being able to move from how much he ate, he almost died, he couldn't help himself. This was 40 years after.
I would say another kind of hero.
let me give you my 2 cents, my great uncle, fought in the Hungarian army (NW Romania was back then again a part of Hungary) and he fought the East Front against the Russians, he was made prisoner in the big Don battle and he went through the Hell in Stalin's Gulag. He came back months after Stalin died in 53, his wife not knowing him alive for so many years. He never talked about this too much. And we thought he is a little bit odd.
I remember when I was 5 or 6 we were eating at his table and he told us "Eat! Eat! Lets hope you won't need to eat dirt as I did". Well I asked my grandmother about this and she told us the story. She said that the worst, probably, thing they had to endure was hunger, they were working the land in the Far East but they were not aloud to steal anything from the fields, they were eating though when guards were not looking, and a period of famine in '48 '49 they mixed small dirt balls with water and eat that so the stomach had something to work. Even decades after his return my grand aunt had every food under key, they found him many times not being able to move from how much he ate, he almost died, he couldn't help himself. This was 40 years after.
I would say another kind of hero.
