My father was a POW from January 1945 till April 1946 in the US. He stayed in the Camp Joseph T. Robinson, Arkansas. I still have all the original documents from him. They were schooled in American History and did work on a Farm. My father has been picking cotton. He was relieved not to have to fight anymore and to be alive.
My grandmother,who had 4 brothers in World War II, work at the West Memphis, AR bus station during the war. She said some of the German POWs on buses that stopped at the West Memphis bus station on their way to camps in Arkansas. She said she looked at the POWs and most of them were very young. She grabbed all the fruit in the station and gave it to the POWs.
Great story...I Luuuuv History...And I am of German Blood..Maiden name German..My Grandfather told me of his stay at at work camp...he called it that...He was a German American...And he told me he made friends with the German workers...but he Never called them POW'S...He even gave me a German pairing knife that his German friend had gave him...I was so honored for him to give that to me... It was like a sickle...It was curved...not like anything American...I often wondered how him and my grandma wound up in that camp in Arkansas...They never mentioned that place as a prisoner camp...They worked there...That's how my grandpa come across that German knife he was given by another German...Said tho...that this guy was from Germany....Explains that unusual knife...I've been trying to find records of my grandparents being there...But not positive which camp it was...Thanks for sharing
mein Großvater war dort eingesperrt. Er stellte künstliche Zuckerwatte aus Maisseide her. Die Amerikaner liebten es und fanden, dass es großartig schmeckte.
I grew up right there! We had horse shows and rodeo’s on that ground. We farmed the land all around it. I escaped at 21 to United States military and never looked back. Now a ghost town. More people in cemetery including my parents and Uncle Al. Alvin and the chipmunks. Was a great non-assuming place. Work and sleep on the farm. Now dryed up and deserted. Miss my childhood.
In my hometown 'galesburg' IL there were some German prisoners. Every now and then they would wander downtown to have a coke or something. They would get rounded up and taken back to camp.
When many German prisoners were released from American camps, many if not all were actually released in Germany - but were sent to England or France as laborers for two or more years before being released. German prisoners transferred to the Soviets were treated as criminals and were worked to death.
My father was a POW from January 1945 till April 1946 in the US. He stayed in the Camp Joseph T. Robinson, Arkansas. I still have all the original documents from him. They were schooled in American History and did work on a Farm. My father has been picking cotton. He was relieved not to have to fight anymore and to be alive.
My grandmother,who had 4 brothers in World War II, work at the West Memphis, AR bus station during the war. She said some of the German POWs on buses that stopped at the West Memphis bus station on their way to camps in Arkansas. She said she looked at the POWs and most of them were very young. She grabbed all the fruit in the station and gave it to the POWs.
Great story...I Luuuuv History...And I am of German Blood..Maiden name German..My Grandfather told me of his stay at at work camp...he called it that...He was a German American...And he told me he made friends with the German workers...but he Never called them POW'S...He even gave me a German pairing knife that his German friend had gave him...I was so honored for him to give that to me... It was like a sickle...It was curved...not like anything American...I often wondered how him and my grandma wound up in that camp in Arkansas...They never mentioned that place as a prisoner camp...They worked there...That's how my grandpa come across that German knife he was given by another German...Said tho...that this guy was from Germany....Explains that unusual knife...I've been trying to find records of my grandparents being there...But not positive which camp it was...Thanks for sharing
Great quality for a high school production!
mein Großvater war dort eingesperrt. Er stellte künstliche Zuckerwatte aus Maisseide her. Die Amerikaner liebten es und fanden, dass es großartig schmeckte.
I grew up right there! We had horse shows and rodeo’s on that ground. We farmed the land all around it. I escaped at 21 to United States military and never looked back. Now a ghost town. More people in cemetery including my parents and Uncle Al. Alvin and the chipmunks. Was a great non-assuming place. Work and sleep on the farm. Now dryed up and deserted. Miss my childhood.
In my hometown 'galesburg' IL there were some German prisoners. Every now and then they would wander downtown to have a coke or something. They would get rounded up and taken back to camp.
I know for a fact that one of the locations were in proctor Arkansas
When many German prisoners were released from American camps, many if not all were actually released in Germany - but were sent to England or France as laborers for two or more years before being released. German prisoners transferred to the Soviets were treated as criminals and were worked to death.
why would they hand them over to the russians?