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Ed & Ray Hersman in WWII - Robert Marks.org

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4.23. GOING HOME <strong>Ed</strong> & <strong>Ray</strong> <strong>Hersman</strong> <strong>in</strong> <strong>WWII</strong>Dachau, a concentration camp. There was a horrible smell around this camp.Years later when I passed the slaughter houses at Sioux City, Iowa, I smelledthe same odor.Dachau had been cleaned up somewhat. There were still piles of bonesaround. We saw the <strong>in</strong>c<strong>in</strong>erator ovens and the gas chambers. Most of thebuild<strong>in</strong>gs were off limits s<strong>in</strong>ce they were <strong>in</strong>fested with lice. Some of the menlaid on the oven trays and had their photographs taken with just their feetstick<strong>in</strong>g out.4.23 Go<strong>in</strong>g HomeThe day came when I had to leave the old outfit to come home. Each divisionwas to be disbanded <strong>in</strong> turn. Men who were eligible to come home by thepo<strong>in</strong>t system were transferred to one of these divisions. I was transferred toan armored division near Dilsen, Czechoslovakia. We were sent by tra<strong>in</strong> toone of the cigarette camps near Rheims, France. In a few days we were on ourway home aboard a American troopship, the S.S. Le June. This ship was aluxury l<strong>in</strong>er compared with the other ships I had been on. We had real bunksand plenty of American food. We ran <strong>in</strong>to a terrific storm <strong>in</strong> the Atlantic andthe ship pitched and rolled badly. Even some of the sailors mann<strong>in</strong>g the shipbecame seasick. With a lot of men sick, the men who weren’t sick could eatlike k<strong>in</strong>gs. They had to cook for everybody even if they didn’t eat. I don’tbelieve I ever ate more <strong>in</strong> my life than I did on this trip. I developed a caseof constipation on this trip. The head (toilet) was <strong>in</strong> the bow of the ship. Itconsisted of a long trough which ran fore and aft with a board laid acrossto sit on. A stream of water cont<strong>in</strong>uously poured <strong>in</strong> the trough to keep thecrap flushed through the dra<strong>in</strong>s at each end. This worked f<strong>in</strong>e <strong>in</strong> a storm butwith the ship pitch<strong>in</strong>g noth<strong>in</strong>g had a chance to dra<strong>in</strong> out. The ship wouldpitch and all the crud would flow too violently to one end or the other thatit would overflow the trough onto the floor. If you sat near the end of thetrough you were <strong>in</strong> real trouble. The only safe place was to sit dead center.86

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