European Resistance Archive/European Resistance Archive (ERA)
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so I was riding my horse and someone calls out Ivo!
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I felt a shudder of fear. Who could possibly know me here? I had never been to Podcetrtek or anywhere hereabouts.
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And then a second time Ivo, Ivo, come here!
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I looked around and recognized the girl. She was a former classmate of mine. She’s still alive today.
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She came to me and invited me to come over to eat. I told her Thank you,
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but if I come anywhere near there will be a crawling carpet all over the floor.
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Why?
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I explained to her that I was full of lice; we all were.
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So then we came to Celje on the 12th of April. I wondered how I could get up to here.
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Well, I was the commanding officer of the ‘rear support unit’. So I went to Mesic and said: Mesic, I’d like to go home.
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I spoke in Serbocroatian; we didn’t speak Slovene.
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He asked where I was from. I lied and said that maybe four, five or six kilometers away.
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Already my heart began to race. We were permitted to take leave for only up to five kilometers.
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So he looks at me and asks again how many kilometers?
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I said five, maybe five and a half, not six, I struck that out quickly.
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He asks how I will go. I say on foot.
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When I got out of that building, I saw a bicycle right out front. It was a German bicycle.
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Maybe someone had left it there, maybe it even belonged to someone in that very building, I don’t know.
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I saw it and I stole it, truly. It doesn’t matter; it was German. So I steal this bicycle and I start riding.
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It’s a little less than 50 kilometers from Celje to here, but I just disregarded that extra zero digit and I said it was only five.
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