Going Home
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I must have looked a fright having traveled for days, not shaving, or having at my disposal basic hygiene. My uniform, or what was left of it, and my foot gear would have done the average scarecrow proud. Some things you can fix and some things are what they are. On the second day I passed some farmer who recognized me and the stories of my survival and my homecoming took on legs of their own. Could that be my little Heide in the distance? I felt the fatigue of days on the road and the nightmares of traveling through enemy lines.
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I must have looked a fright having traveled for days, not shaving, or having at my disposal basic hygiene. My uniform, or what was left of it, and my foot gear would have done the average scarecrow proud. Some things you can fix and some things are what they are. On the second day I passed some farmer who recognized me and the stories of my survival and my homecoming took on legs of their own. Could that be my little Heide in the distance? I felt the fatigue of days on the road and the nightmares of traveling through enemy lines.
About the Author
Folkert Cramer was born in Germany in 1944 and is the father of two children. He grew up in the Peace River Country of Northern Alberta after his parents immigrated to Canada in 1953. This novel is as much about preserving the past as it is a testament of survival and the horrors of war. It’s about the spirit of survival and my father’s ability to overcome the greatest of odds. This book is his legacy.