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December 23, we are moved into permanent barracks. What crowding. Bunks three decks high, two men per bunk. Wood slatted bottom, no mattress, no blankets. So we put one overcoat beneath us and one over us. The bunk is so narrow, we can only sleep on our sides, spoon fashion. We have lost so much weight that our bones protrude. I think we changed sides every 15 minutes when the pain of our protruding hip bones became too great. And there was no heat! Many men, in order to conserve heat and strength, seem never to leave their bunks. Wes and I have decided that, to keep our morale up and to stay healthy, we will not bunk out during the day. I'd been up to the Library and drawn a couple of books: Physiology and German. And had enrolled in classes on Selling and German, if I remember correctly. Due to the cold, the classes had been discontinued for the time being. The daylight hours passed in reading, conversation and cooking. We hiked the compound perimeter daily. Food, of course, was our deepest concern. Our rations from the Jerries were about as follows: Warm coffee first thing in the morning. We were never sure from what it was made. Many of us found it served well as warm water for morning washup and shaving. At noontime, more or less, we were issued a number of boiled potatoes. Quality and number variable. Later, our soup. This at III B was usually a dehydrated rutabaga soup, I think, with a few leaves thrown in. I always considered the floating maggots an extra bonus - extra protein. Finally, our bread ration. A two-kilo loaf of black bread to be divided between four to eight men, depending on circumstances. This miaht be accompanied by a morsel of sausage, jam (beet), or grease, or cheese. These were all
Object Description
Page Title | Sneesby, Jack T. Memoir, ca. 1993-1995 (selections) |
Author | Sneesby, Jack T. |
Source Creation Date | 1993-1995 |
Language | English |
Digital Format | XML |
Electronic Publisher | Wisconsin Historical Society |
Rights | We believe that online reproduction of this material is permitted because its copyright protection has lapsed or because sharing it here for non-profit educational purposes complies with the Fair Use provisions of the U.S. Copyright Law. Teachers and students are generally free to reproduce pages for nonprofit classroom use. For advice about other uses, or if you believe that you possess copyright to some of this material, please contact us at asklibrary@wisconsinhistory.org. |
Electronic Publication Date | 2007 |
Digital Identifier | TP440000 |
Description | Jack Sneesby grew up in Lake Geneva, New London, Amory, and Berlin (towns where his father worked as a clergyman) before joining the 338th Infantry Regiment, Co. I. and being captured on November 1, 1944. After the war, expanding on a journal kept at the time, he wrote a memoir of his experiences as a prisoner of war at Stalag IIIB at Furstenburg and at Stalag IIIA at Luckenwalde, Germany. In the short selections digitized here, he describes living conditions in and an evacutation march from the POW camps. The entire memoir (described here) exists in paper form in the Wisconsin Historical Society Archives. These documents are made available online through a partnership between the Wisconsin Historical Society and Wisconsin Public Television. |
Owner | Wisconsin Historical Society Archives |
Format | Text |
Recommended Citation | Sneesby, Jack T. Memoir, ca. 1993-1995 (selections). Wisconsin Historical Society Archives, Call Number: SC 47. Online facsimile at http://www.wisconsinhistory.org/turningpoints/search.asp?id=1640 |
Document Number | TP440 |
URL | http://www.wisconsinhistory.org/turningpoints/search.asp?id=1640 |
Owner Collection | Main Stacks |
Owner Object ID | SC 47; WIHV93-A999 |
Series | Wisconsin Public Television |
Genre | memoir |
State/Province | Wisconsin |
Gender | male |
Sub-Topic | The World War II Military and Home Fronts |
Event Date | 1944; 1945 |
Event Years | 1944; 1945 |
Domestic Life | Cookery; Food; |
War | World War, 1939-1945; World War, 1939-1945--military operations; Soldiers; Prisoners of War; |
Type | Text |
Description
Page Title | Page 1 |
Author | Sneesby, Jack T. |
Source Creation Date | 1993-1995 |
Language | English |
Digital Format | JPG |
Electronic Publisher | Wisconsin Historical Society |
Rights | We believe that online reproduction of this material is permitted because its copyright protection has lapsed or because sharing it here for non-profit educational purposes complies with the Fair Use provisions of the U.S. Copyright Law. Teachers and students are generally free to reproduce pages for nonprofit classroom use. For advice about other uses, or if you believe that you possess copyright to some of this material, please contact us at asklibrary@wisconsinhistory.org. |
Electronic Publication Date | 2007 |
Digital Identifier | TP430167 |
Owner | Wisconsin Historical Society Archives |
Format | Text |
Owner Collection | Main Stacks |
Owner Object ID | SC 47 |
Series | Wisconsin Public Television |
Full Text | December 23, we are moved into permanent barracks. What crowding. Bunks three decks high, two men per bunk. Wood slatted bottom, no mattress, no blankets. So we put one overcoat beneath us and one over us. The bunk is so narrow, we can only sleep on our sides, spoon fashion. We have lost so much weight that our bones protrude. I think we changed sides every 15 minutes when the pain of our protruding hip bones became too great. And there was no heat! Many men, in order to conserve heat and strength, seem never to leave their bunks. Wes and I have decided that, to keep our morale up and to stay healthy, we will not bunk out during the day. I'd been up to the Library and drawn a couple of books: Physiology and German. And had enrolled in classes on Selling and German, if I remember correctly. Due to the cold, the classes had been discontinued for the time being. The daylight hours passed in reading, conversation and cooking. We hiked the compound perimeter daily. Food, of course, was our deepest concern. Our rations from the Jerries were about as follows: Warm coffee first thing in the morning. We were never sure from what it was made. Many of us found it served well as warm water for morning washup and shaving. At noontime, more or less, we were issued a number of boiled potatoes. Quality and number variable. Later, our soup. This at III B was usually a dehydrated rutabaga soup, I think, with a few leaves thrown in. I always considered the floating maggots an extra bonus - extra protein. Finally, our bread ration. A two-kilo loaf of black bread to be divided between four to eight men, depending on circumstances. This miaht be accompanied by a morsel of sausage, jam (beet), or grease, or cheese. These were all |
Event Date | 1944; 1945 |
Event Years | 1944; 1945 |
Type | Text |