Photos from after WW2

Discussion in 'History' started by JTJ, Mar 12, 2013.

  1. deadsp0t

    deadsp0t New Member

    Cool stuff right there! Ty for sharing

  2. TexasGunner

    TexasGunner New Member

    Very interesting. Thanks! I like seeing new things on WWII.
  3. vance

    vance New Member

    I came from that page with a tear in my eye, so to lighten the mood...

    I was recently told a story about my great grandfather from my mothers side after the war ended.

    Right after the war, most German villages and town's were war torn and remained without power for quite awhile, while the American base's were well lit due to them having generators. Well my great grand father being a master craftsman and entrepreneur decided he wanted to go and steal one of the generators for his villages use. He got with some of his buddys, spent 3 months retooling his tools from metric to standard.

    after a month of planning, one night the four of them snuck on base, dismantled one of the generators into carriable pieces which took them four trips. Well they got it home, put it all back together and running beautiful only to discover it was completely useless to them. US used 110v while all the German stuff ran on 220....
  4. boatme98

    boatme98 New Member

    I occasionally post this site:

    Absolutely one of the best sites for before and after photos of Germany of WW II.
    A lot of good links, too.
  5. Vincine

    Vincine New Member

    Me too. :(
  6. eatmydust

    eatmydust New Member

    Powerful and sobering.
  7. shouldazagged

    shouldazagged New Member

    My dad was a newspaper journalist for most of his working life. As a nearly-blind 33-year-old war correspondent he hit Omaha Beach with one of the first units, a combat engineer outfit, in the first wave on D-Day, after having an amphibious vehicle shot out from under him. He stayed with the troops through the breakout.

    In 1946 he covered both of the first two atomic bomb tests at Bikini Atoll, and with all the fallout those guys were exposed to I often marveled that Dad didn't glow in the dark or, like so many who were there, die of cancer.

    In 1947 and '48 he toured many of the DP (Displaced Persons) camps in Europe, refugee settlements for civilians who had lost their homes and in some cases their countries in WWII. Whenever I see pictures like those I think about him. But I think about him a lot anyway. He died at 90, twelve years ago. He and my mother are buried in a section of the cemetery across a road from the graves of some Civil War dead. Dad liked the idea. He always had a soft spot for warriors.
    Last edited: Mar 15, 2013