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American Ex-Prisoners of War
A not-for-profit, Congressionally-chartered veterans service organization advocating for former prisoners of war and their families.
Established April 14, 1942 |
![]() Clyde and Doris Cottle Jr., Baton Rouge Nat. Convention 1998
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Last Name | First Name, Middle Init. | Nickname |
Spouse | City | State, Zip |
Conflict — Theatre | Branch of Service | Unit: |
Military Job | Date Captured | Where Captured |
Age at Capture | Time Interned | Camps |
Date Liberated | Medals Received | |
After the War ... |
A day later they were taken to Oberursel, an Interrogation Center. Clyde spent one week there. He was fed by slipping a plate of food under the door, treating them like they were dogs, and the food was bad. Clyde left there and went through Frankfurt R.R. Station. He was attacked by a civilian who twisted his arm and messed it up. From there he was sent to Nurenburg 13B and 13D Stalag where they were in a building with bunks three-high. Two men had to sleep with one another on a bed of straw just wide enough for one person. Lice were rampant, and it was pure hell!
Clyde and others were so hungry all the time, they hardly had time to think of their families. Clyde and others later received two Red Cross parcels. At times Clyde was so weak he couldn't get to bathroom in time. The time he spent as a POW messed his mind up. When Clyde was walking around the compound he remembers a young boy, 19 years old, that went wild and ran to climb the fence and was shot dead as he got over the last strand. Never to this day did Clyde forget this trauma. He is now 76 years old. One time he was late getting out in the snow for count and was beaten across his back. One time an American comrade fell into the toilet. Clyde and others had to get down in the mess to pull him out -- (very stinky). They were mostly with British, who bellyached all the time.