Showing posts with label Augsburg. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Augsburg. Show all posts

July 11, 2013

A Visit with Friends


Augsburg, Germany, 1947. I found another photo from Dad's visit to Augsburg. Everyone looks happy and relaxed.

September 21, 2012

A Visit to Augsburg


Augsburg, Germany, 1947. Here's another snapshot from my Dad's trip to the Augsburg Displaced Persons camp, where he visited his toddler Goddaughter. Dad's friend Casey stands on the far right.

June 24, 2012

Pocketbook


Augsburg, Germany, 1947. My Dad visits his goddaughter at the Displaced Persons camp.

June 20, 2012

At the "Palace"


Augsburg, Germany, 1946. My Mom (second from left) and fellow Displaced Persons visit the barracks of the Augsburg DP camp. Mom wrote on the back of this photo, "At the Augsburg palace."

April 10, 2012

Welcome to the DP Camp


After World War II ended, the Allied victors established Displaced Persons camps in their respective zones to house the millions of refugees. The Allies used whatever sites seemed appropriate, and often, the Displaced Persons camps cropped up in bombed out German military barracks, hospitals, summer camps, schools, and airports.

It must have been strange to live for four to six years amidst shelled buildings and general disrepair.


Seligenstadt, Germany, Autumn 1945 or 1946. This image—no larger than a postage stamp—of the entrance to the Seligenstadt DP camp sits in my Mom's "way back when" album. A Lithuanian flag flies from the roof, designating the area as a place for DPs from that country. Notice the condition of the roof and windows.

UPDATE: I posted photos of the conditions at the Schweinfurt camp, where my Dad and paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, lived here and here.

Some of my Mom's memories of conditions at the camp appear in this entry.

UPDATE 2: Commenter "Di"—who presently lives in Seligenstadt—noted that the image here appears to be a different location. This probably is the entrance to the Augsburg camp. Thanks to Di for making the correction.

October 27, 2011

Happy occasions are sweet even under somber circumstances.

Few occasions are happier than the welcoming of a child into a circle of friends.


Augsburg, Germany, 1947. My Dad, standing in the center with his hands folded, visits fellow Displaced Persons to celebrate a child's birthday. The wooden barracks in the background housed the Displaced Persons at the camp.