I know our guards had even
less than we did. When we started marching again we were really in
bad shape. We were so weak with aching muscles and blistered feet
that we began to worry about whether or not we could keep going. The
boys from our barracks were still together and wanted to keep it that
way. The only good thing was that the blizzard had stopped and it was
beginning to thaw a little. Many of the guys were falling out now and
laying along side the road. Bruce and I were having trouble and soon
our knees began to buckle and we would fall down. Our legs were so
weak that they wouldn't hold us up any longer. We would help each
other up and go a little further. After several falls we crawled to
the side of the road to rest awhile. We were worried about being
separated from our group so struggled on as long as we could.
Finally, so far behind our group, we gave up. After many falls we
decided to lay there on the ground with the others who had dropped
out. Then we began to worry about what the, Germans might do to us
and concluded that we might be shot. That thought was enough to make
us get up and keep going no matter what. We made it to Sremburg where
we were going to spend the night. When we later arrived at Nuremburg
we discovered that those guys who had fallen out along the road had
been picked up by trucks at the end of the line and sent by train to
the camps to which we eventually marched.
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