Memories of a Girl Who Survived Brutal War in Hitler's Capital.
Lamb of Legacy: A Child's Survival in Hitler's Berlinis the beautifully honest and haunting true story of Edeltraud Fellendorf's childhood in Silesia and adolescent years in Berlin, Germany, where she was raised in the shadow of Adolf Hitler's Third Reich, the madness of World War 2, and the years that followed. She survives today through the grace of God, and is determined to finally share her story before everything is forgotten—before the past is buried and no one remembers the ugliness of a world at war and what it means to be a German girl, a sacrificial Lamb that innocently carried on Hitler's Legacy.
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Mutti said, “Don’t look outside.” I didn’t listen and looked anyway. As I
turned, my eyes betrayed me. As I took in hell, I turned into a pillar of salt.
The tank was on fire, its tracks broken off, and there were pieces of human beings lying around it— a torso with no legs, no arms, no head. Body parts with shredded pieces of uniform still clinging to them were also hanging in the tree the tank had been parked next to; the only piece still identifiable was an arm hanging from one of the tree’s larger branches.
One soldier’s body hung half way out of the circular commander’s cupola on top of the turret, his head missing. What was left of his neck gushed blood. His back was on fire. Parts of the tree also lay splintered on the ground. It was a devastating sight. So much blood! Blood, chunks of flesh, and fire everywhere.
(Richard M. Feldman) Ever since I was a young boy, the only thing I wanted to be was a cowboy. I wanted to own and work on a real ranch, with cattle and horses. Especially horses.
While I never became a cowboy, considering everything I have done
Join me as we travel together on the road called "Aging." I will be sharing my personal experiences with you and offer ideas on how we can better navigate the complex byways of our older years. Grief, healing, generations, ancestors, and more.
Sepsis knocked her down and out. Faith, hope, and gave her the strength to get back on her feet. I am a Runner She fought the river of death They said she'd never run again
She proved them wrong...
