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Grandpa in the 442nd:
My Grandfather and several great-uncles served in the 442nd. My grandfather as a Corporal (w/ purple heart, bronze star) and eventually an MP, maybe attached to the artillery batillion- its not clear.)
...After going through the craziness of the Itialian campaign, France, etc, he saw DACHAU during its liberation. (can you imagine that? With his own family spending most of the war in 'camp', in places like Idaho?)
He ended up guarding German POWs, at a former concentration/death camp (not sure which: he was a shutterbug, but the pics I have don't show exactly where, though I suspect it was Dachau, which was used for that purpose)... He was a guard, whole they were sorted into different classifications- draftees, officers, SS, war criminals, etc.
Apperantly, He got along fairly well with a few of the POWS, and, as most were cleared of any war crimes, I think he may have identified with some of them as in: 'Well, ain't this FUBAR?', etc. (I'm paraphrasing).
Anyway, when my mother was a teenager in the 60s, My grandfather owned a wholesale nursery (for trees/plants), and one afternoon, a stranger came to the door, asking for my grandfather by name.
The visitor was a former German officer that was in town to sell machine tools (of course he was- what could be more German?), and had recalled that my grandfather, as a guard, had mentioned that he lived there. The German had brought a six-pack of German beer, and appearently they sat on the porch for a while and caught up, and then never saw one another again.
It's a great story... according to my mother and uncle, it's true. My grandfather would never speak about his time in Europe (which is common, appearently), but, I suppose that those were significant moments in his life and for that German ex-soldier.
So, wow, eh? I've been thinking about writing a history of the 442, using his life and experiences to personalize/ anchor the history.
Anyway, that's my connection to the 442nd. (I have some relics- a camera he 'bought' in Italy, an alabaster statuette, some photo albums (Most of which have been donated to an Asian-American museum- the Wing Luke- in Seattle)
-B
(One more thing- as a shutterbug, he had a ton of photos of his friends in itally- short-ish Japanese men sitting/ dancing/ flirting with lots of tall, beautiful (recently liberated?) Itialian women. He DID talk about that, a few times... Grandpa was pretty cool.)
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