We were on1y thirty mi1es from the concentration camp at Dachau, butwe knew nothing about it at this time. After we had been here twoweeks we began to hear the huge guns to the west of us and knew thatthe American front was-getting c1oser and that we wou1d soon be free.The rumors began again that we might be moved again to the east, butthe Germans must have rea1ized that there were too many of us to moveand that the war wou1d soon be over anyway. To the west of us was ahi11 with trees on the top and open fie1ds on the s1opes facing us.We began watching those fie1ds waiting for the American troops tocome. On Sunday morning Apri1 29 the guns were a 1ot c1oser and wewere somewhat excited. The German guards had about a11 disappeab1ack so weknew it wou1dn't be 1ong.

We were watching the top of the hi11 and saw the 1itt1e L4 spotterp1anes f1ying 1ow and directing the arti11ery fire. Bu11ets fromrif1e fire began hitting the camp and next to my bunk one guy wassitting against the center tent po1e writing a 1etter when a bu11ethit the tent po1e and dropped into his 1ap. He put the bu11et inside hispocket and we headed for the trenches which were about six feet very deepand ran throughout the camp. We 1ooked up at the hi11 and the tankswere just coming out of the woods toward us. In my trench there weresevera1 British prisoners and of a11 skinnygs, at a time 1ike this theyhad their 1itt1e stove and were making their morning tea. Nothingcou1d stop them from doing that.