The noise of the nails was
awfully loud in the night and would alert the guards. By the time we
left this camp, all that was left of the wash house was the roof. We
had outside toilet buildings for daytime use but no inside toilets
for nights although we weren't allowed out at night. At the and of
the barracks was a small room with a twenty gallon garbage can for
use at night. It had to be carried out by two men in the morning and
emptied into the outdoor toilet. It was almost always full and
running over when you carried it. We drew cards every morning and the
two low cards got that dirty Job. Bruce had terrible luck and got the
low card about twice a week whereas I only did it once or twice. We
didn't have any toilet paper, but. found that a cigarette pack
contained four sheets of thin paper if you separated it carefully. I
cut the tail off one of my shirts and used that then washed it out in
the wash house. One day there was a rumor going around that a
shipment of toilet paper was coming in and we all lined us to get it.
By the time it was divided up each man received three sheets. Big
deal! We finally got a chance to take a shower at the other end of
the camp, about a mile down the road that ran through the camp. Every
so far in that wash building there was a one inch pipe hanging from
the ceiling. They only turned the hot water on for a few minutes for
each group so you had to work very fast.
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