Taken Prisoner by the Gestapo

The 15th of August, 1944 a lot of commotion was taking place. We could also hear a lot of bombing going on outside and then we could hear rumours that the allies were getting close. Anyway, the Germans came into our cell, yelled at us to get out and we go on out into the courtyard. Now, it’s the first time we had been in front of anybody else. Milling along this courtyard is where we learned there was nearly two thousand French people. But we also heard other people speaking English. How come you speak English? “Well, I’m an American, I’m a British, I’m a Canadian.” It was there we found out there was 168 allied airmen in that prison. They had been all pretty well betrayed by the same collaborator who was a Belgian collaborator, his name was Jacques Desabrais and we thought this is an awful situation. Nobody knows where we are. We are in the hands of the most vicious, most cruel, the most sadistic people in the whole world, how are we ever going to survive this? But, I had my, not my very first emotional trauma but milling around this group of people was a young French couple that had taken me to Paris. These people were in this crowd in this hub of humanity and I couldn’t get close to them, but I saw them and they saw me and as soon as our eyes met, I cried. I cried because I thought these people had risked their lives for me - a stranger who had fallen in their life and I didn’t know at that time but later on I could see where they may have lost their lives because of me. But our eyes met and I tried to tell them through the eye contact how sorry I was about what happened but I tried to thank them for the risks they took to try and save me.