“The barracks smelled, the camp itself was surrounded by electrified barbed wire. And there were high guard houses in various parts surrounding the camp and whenever it got dark at night, it was searchlights from the guardhouses constantly roaming the camp and it was a very frightening, overwhelming situation. The barracks were built initially during the First World War, 1917 to 1918, meant for just a hundred soldiers at a time. So we were with 600 in the barrack. There were triple decker beds, bunks, with two people in one bunk. I was very fortunate that I stayed with my mother and my brother was able to stay with my father. Men and women were separated. We were fortunate in that we were able to get glimpses of one another every so often. Our bunks were made up of three or four slats, some straw as a mattress and one thin blanket. And that was for the two of us. Those were our quarters. Our food consisted of butter and a slice of bread a day, and every once in a while we would get turnip soup with some grizzle in it. The bread and butter were later cut back to just once a week and that was given to us only if our quarters were in order, if our blankets were straightened. There was constant inspection, constant fear that things might not be right, not be the way it suits the Germans. So we always had to be on guard to make sure that our quarters were in order.”