European Resistance Archive/European Resistance Archive (ERA)
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There was this trail heading up, which turned around a bush.
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I see a German walking down with a Tak-Poum (german mashine gun) on his shoulder.
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I had my machine gun and I pointed it at him,
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so after a couple of steps (the bush wasn’t really very big) he got there and raised his hands.
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I took his rifle and he didn’t want to give me his shotgun:
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I could have left it to him, keeping him in front of me, but it’s always better to be careful.
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I took the gun and I brought him home.
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I guess the Germans were really longing for some milk.
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My father used to make cheese at home, that type of cheese which is sought-after today while we hated it then because
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we had it all the time
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and he drank a whole pot of milk.
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The pot was on the table in order to make cheese, and he drank it all.
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My father stared at him in an admiring way, he had been a prisoner too, but not one bad word against him…
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He was my age, maybe a few years older.
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After that I took him to Ligonchio,
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and a comrade from Busana told me afterwards that he guided him and two other Germans who were already there
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to Silano and through the front, to the Allies.
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For the whole time we did not speak. We stopped at a well to have a drink,
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we where just like two boys, he was than already like a lamb, disarmed.
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Later, another partisan came with me, from Lingonchio on,
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