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Description
Mr. Cormier tells how after being shot down he wandered around for two days before being discovered by a Hitler Youth who took him to his village before Mr. Cormier was turned over to the German Army.
Transcription
I was on the loose for two days in what they call Hungary. Didn't know where I was going. I thought I was heading towards France, and I was going around in circles. So, anyways, I went to sleep under a tree, under a tree, Christmas tree, and my feet was sticking out on the sides. And there was two little fellas, two kids, were out there looking for a . . . we used to, we used to drop what they call a pencil. Little piece, little strip with, with, with black on . . . black paper on it and a piece of tinsel, you know, and these, when they go down, the, the, the German radar would show that there is about a thousand bombers up there, see. These were all . . . and they were looking for the fellas. There was some all over the, all over Europe, and they were looking for some. Geez, and this fella here saw my foot, and then he pulled me, pulled my foot, and he woke me up. And he said, "Oh," he says. I . . . he recognized me. He says, "You're, you're an airman." He says. "Yeah." And he says, "Come on with me." And he says, "I'll direct you where, where you should go." See. So, anyway, we walked down to the little town. And when we got to his home, his mother was in the back, like a little back porch, with the apron on, and so on, and she asked the young fella to ask me if I was hungry. He spoke a little English, too. He was a Hitler Youth, and that was one of his subjects was learning English. And he asked me if I was hungry, and I said, "Yes." And the old girl was going to, about to turn around to maybe go and give me a slice of bread or something, but there was two German officers, two German soldiers coming up to meet us. When she saw that, she wouldn't do a thing, you see. So, anyway, I ended up, I ended up there. There was a prison camp there for officers, British officers, big building, brick building. It didn't have a. . . . it didn't look like a prison, prison camp, so we just went to the gate, and that's where I met my, my pilot. He was there, and he was limping because he had broke his ankle. So, they hadn't fixed it yet, but he said that they had, they were going to fix it.