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GIVEN
UP FOR DEAD:
American GIs in the Nazi Concentration
Camp at Berga
SYNOPSIS:
Given
Up For Dead is a true story of survival. During
the Germans' winter counter-offensive of 1944-1945, thousands
of American soldiers were taken prisoner in the “Battle
of the Bulge” and further south, in “Operation
Nordwind.” Many were sent to the POW Stalag IV-B camp
at Bad Orb, near Frankfurt, described as the worst of all
POW camps in Germany. What the prisoners didn't know was that,
for 350 of them, their lives were about to become immeasurably
worse.
These
350, including most of the Jewish-American soldiers, were
separated from the rest of the inmates, packed into the same
type of unheated railroad cars that transported millions of
Jews to their deaths in extermination camps, and taken to
a slave-labor camp at Berga-an-der-Elster, near the Czech
border. Here, the GIs worked alongside inmates from Buchenwald,
digging a series of massive tunnels that were to be used as
an underground, bombproof synthetic fuel plant. The
Americans, forced to exist on starvation rations, were subjected
to brutal treatment at the hands of their sadistic guards
and supervisors, made to work in hazardous conditions, and
suffered from all manner of diseases.
As
the Allies were closing in on the camp in April 1945, the
GIs, by now reduced to living skeletons, were sent on a 3-week,
300-kilometer "death march" as a way of keeping
them from being liberated; many died along the route. Only
the timely arrival of an American armored division at war's
end saved them all from annihilation.
Until
recently, what happened to the American soldiers at Berga
has been a closely guarded secret. Not a book for the faint-at-heart,
GIVEN UP FOR DEAD is a harrowing,
heart-breaking story of survival against overwhelming odds—told
by the survivors themselves.
ISBN
0813342880 $26.00
Published by Basic
Books, a member of the Perseus Books Group
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A
long file of olive-drab American tanks, the vanguard of the
11th Armored Division's 'Task Force Wingard,' rumbled southward
across eastern Bavaria along the Czechoslovak border. The April air was alive
with a wild mixture of fragrances: engine exhaust, burning villages, torn-up
earth, new spring growth, decomposing corpses, and victory.
Riding high in the turret of a battle-scarred, thirty-three-ton
M-4 Sherman tank was a sergeant whose name has been lost to history.
Like the battle-scarred tank, the sergeant had seen plenty of combat
since the 11th Armored Division first ran into the enemy in Belgium at the
end of December 1944. Then came pitched battles at Herzfeld, Leidenborn, Sengerich, Roscheid, Eschfeld, Reiff, Ormont, Lissigen, Kelberg, Andernach
on the Rhine, Worms, Hanau, Fulda, Gelnhausen, and so many other
towns that they all began to blur into an indistinct, amorphous mass. Then
Bayreuth fell on 14 April, the big German armored training camp at Granfenwöhr
on 19 April, and the city of Weiden on 21 April.
The last couple of days, the going had gotten a little easier.
Instead of bullets and tank-busting panzerfaust rounds flying in deadly
profusion from the windows of every town and village they approached,
the "Thunderbolts" of the 11th Armored were now greeted
by silent white bed sheets fluttering from every window, a sign that the Germans,
at least the civilian townsfolk, had had enough of war and were finally
admitting defeat. The German army, if one could even call it an army any more,
was retreating faster than the Americans were advancing.
Heading toward the multi-spired Bavarian city of Cham, Task
Force Wingard suddenly sped up and struck out for the village of
Rötz. The sergeant in the lead tank looked across a fresh-green expanse
of farm fields and saw a most unusual sight. Up ahead, the tank commander
could make out what appeared to be a couple hundred stick
figures, some of whom began waving their scarecrow-like arms at him. He ordered the driver
to halt and raised his binoculars for a closer look. Strange, he must
have thought; the stick figures appeared to be wearing the same mustard-colored
wool uniform that he wore, except that their uniforms were torn and stained,
covered with patches of mud. Many of the stick figures were also long-haired
and bearded. If they were soldiers, he thought, they certainly
looked like no soldiers he had ever seen.
One of the stick figures staggered toward him, waving its
arms, a ghoulish grin spreading across its emaciated, unshaven
face, tears streaming into hollows that were once its cheeks.
Who was this sepulchral figure? the sergeant wanted to know.
The tanker put his hand on the grip of his holstered forty-five-caliber pistol, unsure of what was happening, of what to do. As the figure drew closer, the sergeant could hear words, unbelievable words,
rasping from the gaping hole that was its mouth: "Don't shoot! We're Americans!"
And then another aroma filled the spring air, one that blocked
out the fragrance of the verdant April countryside: the terrible stench
emanating from the living skeleton.
What Task Force Wingard had stumbled upon were the remnants
of a group of American GIs who had been taken prisoner some four months
earlier and who had been on a death march to nowhere since
being removed from their slave-labor camp 300 kilometers to the north three weeks earlier.
(from
the Introduction to Given Up For Dead, ©copyright
2005 by Flint
Whitlock)
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"Whitlock
offers an account enriched by the voices of many of the GIs, captured at the Battle of the Bulge, were spirited away to
work in the mines of southeastern Germany... The best parts are straight from
the mouths of the inmates... A worthy effort."
—
Kirkus Reviews
"Whitlock
recounts in detail the prisoners' survival strategiesboth
physical and psychological... Whitlock's efforts at rescuing
this story from
obscurity are certainly praiseworthy."
—
The New Leader
"An
important and worthy epitaph to the agony of G.I.'s whose
unique
American experience is now finally receiving the attention
is merits."
—
New York Times
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