When we would go back from work we had to watch hangings before
supper. They had two or three sets of wires, electric wires and,
and the people to be hanged, they put them between the wires. And
they might stay there for three days with no food, urinating on
themselves. And they bring them up when, when we come from work.
And they put a table and a chair and they hang them and they read
some funny sentence and they kick the chair out. And a lot of them
would er...actually one was shot before they were, he were hanged,
but he started crying, "You murderers. You're going to lose the
war. Hitler going to die," and all that. And the guy just went
[makes the sound of gun shots] and they hanged him on the top of
that. And we just got so cold that it didn't bother anybody
anymore. Looking at dead people, looking at people getting hanged,
you know...you get so...just like watching a movie and, and you
feel like you have to do or how do you react to things, you know.
But for some reason you get back to normal. You see somebody hit by
a car or something. I think with time you come back to your own
self, you know what I mean.