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Edmee
Viscardi worked as a clerk in the supply division of the Weingarten
camp, and recalls how one POW, Augusto Bier used to bring them
pastries from the camp bakery each morning.
"He'd
pick up a big basket full of doughnuts the first thing and bring it
to us," she recalled. "They were absolutely wonderful. He was able
to get it from the bakery because we were the Quartermaster area and
supplied the bakery with everything they needed. We figured that if
we were giving them all this stuff, we should at least get something
back in return!"
Teresa
Drury worked as a clerk for the Quartermaster’s office and had
special memories of Bier, who ran errands for the office and kept
the place clean.
“It was
fantastic,” she recalled of the prisoner, with whom all in the
office formed an unusually close bond. “To communicate, I used my
high school Latin, he used Italian and we would pantomime to get the
meaning.”
Bier
was the fellow who made the daily requisitioning run at the camp
bakery each morning, bringing a delightful basket full of baked
goods to the staff of the Quartermaster Officer. Because of these
warm rolls and his equally warm personally, he became a favorite of
the staff in the Quartermaster’s office, and at the end of the war,
they held a going-away party of sorts. They weren’t allowed to
provide alcohol to the prisoners, but Drury recalled a way that they
got around the prohibition.
“The
interior walls of the buildings were unfinished 2x4 studs,” she
recalled. “We’d pour a drink and set it on one of the boards where
the prisoners could reach it and then turn away. When we’d turn back
around, the drink would be gone.”
Upon
closure of the camp, the staff of the Quartermaster’s office gave
Bier several farewell gifts, including a pocketknife, handkerchiefs,
some socks, a bottle of whiskey and some cigars. Joking that he
could always sell the gifts if he ran short of funds, Bier said,
“this must mean I’m a capitalist now,” and stuck the cigar between
his teeth.
Eugene
Phillips also recalled the special fondness he felt for Bier:
Most of us developed some special
friendships with prisoners. My favorite was August Beer (sic)
who was from northern Italy and of Austrian ancestry. He was
my office handy man (I was the camp’s director of supply) and
was with me almost my entire tour of duty there.
August was a delightful young married fellow
with two children. He always carried the children’s
photograph, and we’d sometimes see him secretly studying it.
At our office Christmas parties, he received many small gifts
and treats, especially from the women on the staff. I have a
photo of the two of us saying goodbye as he boarded the train
at the start of his long journey home.
Teresa
Drury also had contact with Augusto Bier after he departed the
Weingarten camp to return to his home. “He wrote and asked for a
care package after he’d gone back to Italy,” she said. Bier’s family
had suffered during the war, and he faced challenges upon his
return. While at Weingarten he had learned that bombing in his
hometown had blinded one of his children.
They
were just people like we were--just nice people,” said Yvonne Donze.
“They didn’t want to be fighting either.”
Text Copyright 2003 - David
Fiedler
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