Voronezh, September 1945
Voronezh, September 1945By the end of summer rumors of release ran wild once again, when an official Soviet delegation arrived to inspect the camp. The party official from Moscow held a lengthy speech about the benefits and advantages of communism and closed with the words, “Skoro domoi!” Home soon.
Skoro domoi!” Karsten’s warning lingering in his mind, Johann held his hopes in check. But the next day another delegation arrived, consisting of three doctors. All prisoners, even the sick ones, were ordered into the courtyard.
Helmut groaned. “Not a physical examination again.”
Johann had gotten used to the monthly examination. The prisoners even joked about what they called Arschkneifen, pinching your a*s. It seemed to be the state-of-the-art method by which the
