The cemetery is something to experience.
My brother and I were born in Germany to American parents, as my father was with the occupation forces following the war.
Our house was not far from the former prison where the little corporal wrote Mein Kampf. American officers were driven around neighborhoods to select a house - then the German families had 12-24 hours to vacate. My mother stood up to my father - and helped the German mother tend the vegetable garden in the back yard - so that her children could have something to eat.
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