Prelude To War <br /> “I am lost….lost in this world”. <br /> Thoughts and words….. <br />From that moment my father became a traitor to his country of birth. He was 11 years old. What do you do? Traitor to your country or traitor to your race. In Nazi Germany traitors were shot. Although now too innocent to understand, my father would come to know only too well the legacy of these decisions and the nature of this hideous lifelong torment. <br /> And so it began, the suffering of the Volksdeutsche.
