History forgets what these young Canadians did in all theatres of WW2. That is why I write my memoirs so that young Canadians will read what their forefathers did for them.
Back to Winschoten. We all drank a fair amount during this time and put in the time as best we could. I must mention that the super scrounger Joe Telfer and a lorry driver traveled to and from Holland to Belgium on buying trips. Joe would go to the Belgium breweries and purchase kegs of beer for the officers, Wo's, and Sgt's and gunner canteens or as we called them messes. Joe was an entrepreneur class #1. Joe would pick up anything that was saleable, either on a short run into Germany for a diesel motor, sewing machines, you name it. Joe picked up and sold this stuff into the black-market in Belgium and in exchange received in payment British pound notes.
Belgium, history now tells us, was flooded by the Germans with bogus pound notes. The British knew this but made good on all these bogus bills. Joe made, I guess, a small fortune but at the same time brought back to any one that wanted, shoes or hand bags, or whatever, for Dutch or English girl friends. Joe was a shopper that rated right up there with the best.
In 1984 I asked Joe, when we were in Holland on our trip, what had happened to the beer barrels that belonged to the Dutch that he had used on all the trips to Belgium. Well Joe admitted he on his last trip sold them in Belgium. Joe was a very successful business man in Winnipeg and was retired and the last we saw Joe, he was in poor health. That was in 2000. It is now 2004 and Joe has passed away,.