• Potholapocalypse

    Enjoy your long weekend, be safe and avoid potholes. You never know what’s lurking beneath.

    Scary pary of the photo courtesy of Hyperblogal.

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  • Old Photos: American POW’s in Odessa, Ukraine

    While browsing through some old photos, this image caught my attention:

    © Time Inc.

    The caption reads:

    Repatriation of Allied war prisoners. Allied war prisoners, freed by the Soviet troops head for the port of Odessa where a ship is ready to take them to their home countries. Photo by M.Ozersky. SIB photo
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    I was born and raised in Odessa but I’ve never heard any mention of a transit POW camp for American and other nationals. I knew that the German POW’s were used to rebuild the city after the war well into the 50’s, but the Allied soldiers were sent home relatively shortly after the Victory Day.

    Interestingly enough, Odessa is mentioned in the correspondence between Stalin and Roosevelt in relation to the POW issue.

    There is also an order from NKVD concerning the prisoners. (*source, translation mine).

    Partial Extract
    Copy №1
    Order of the NKVD №0015
    January 8, 1946, Moscow.

    On the partial release of the POW’s from camps and special hospitals.

    In furtherance of the directive (telegram) from NKVD № 2943 from December 16,1945 I order:

    1.All POW Czechs, Yugoslavs, Italians, Dutch, Belgians, Danes, Swiss, Luxembourgers, Bulgarians, Turks, Norwegians, Swedes, Greeks, Frenchmen, Americans and Britons, who are currently located in separate camps in accordance with the directive of NKVD № 3943, to be moved to Lustdorf (near Odessa) to the repatriation camp № 186. …

    3.This order does not apply to persons who served in the Waffen SS, SA, SD, Gestapo officers and members of other secret police.
    Signed: The People’s Commissar of Internal Affairs S. Kruglov.

    There are few other mentions of Odessa Repatriation Camps: a short list of 7 POW’s dispatched home in May of 1945; Stalag prisoners were repatriated through Odessa.

    This site contains a few bits about Odessa:

    During 1945, the Soviet Army overran, in two sequences, German camps that held US POWs. The experiences of the prisoners released by the Soviets was considerably different depending on whether they were liberated during late-January to early-February in Poland and East Prussia, or during April and May in central and northern Germany.
    Most of the US prisoners in the early sequence came from Oflag 64 at Schubin, Poland, Stalag III-C near Kustrin, Poland, with a few from Stalag II-B, Hammerstein, Germany.
    The Soviets evacuated these men to the east and most of them eventually came out through Odessa. They comprise a relatively small portion, about ten percent, of all American prisoners that were in Soviet hands; contemporary accounts have 2,858 evacuated by way of Odessa. But because of the smaller numbers, the more direct involvement of the US Military Mission to Moscow, and the somewhat more routine evacuation procedures, the Odessa evacuation is better documented and more frequently written about than the liberation of POWs which took place later in central Germany.

    American POWs freed by the Red Army were in the main treated very shabbily and came to hate the Russians. Many of them were robbed of watches, rings, and other personal possessions which they had managed to retain even after extended periods of captivity under the Germans. Their food at Odessa was very poor, consisting mainly of soup with cucumbers in it and sour black bread. The Russians generally tended to throw obstacles in the war of repatriation, frequently calling off shipments at the last minute and insisting always upon clearance from Moscow for every prisoner released. American POWs at Odessa were guarded by Russian soldiers carrying loaded rifles with fixed bayonets, and Russian security was more stringent there than German security had been in the various Stalags and Oflags.

    This is all the information I was able to find about the role of Odessa in the lives of many American Prisoners of War, but it was interesting to discover a bit of American history involving my own hometown.

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  • Old Photos: Kansas Wheat

    Contrary to what some people believe I don’t own the idea of posting old photos from the Life Magazine Archives, but I do enjoy doing it, so here comes another set. These are combined under the tag Kansas Wheat and where taken in 1939. Some of the faces on these photos look like there were taken straight out of some Jimmy Stewart movie.

    NEW CAMBRIA sign in front of a view of team of horses pulling a buck rake as SHELLBARGER flour mills can be seen in the background. in this big wheat farming community.© Time Inc.Margaret Bourke-White
    Closeup of Kansas farmer.
    Closeup of Kansas farmer.© Time Inc.Margaret Bourke-White
    Young farm boy driving a team of horses pulling a wagon loaded with straw on a wheat farm.
    Young farm boy driving a team of horses pulling a wagon loaded with straw on a wheat farm.© Time Inc.Margaret Bourke-White
    Blue Ribbon Feeds store worker using handheld scale to weigh out the density of a pickup load of wheat brought to him for purchase to be sold as chicken feed.
    Blue Ribbon Feeds store worker using handheld scale to weigh out the density of a pickup load of wheat brought to him for purchase to be sold as chicken feed.© Time Inc.Margaret Bourke-White
    County agent Harold Harper at his desk in front of Kansas State College graph entitled Agricultural OUTLOOK PRICE TRENDS in his Harvey County office.
    County agent Harold Harper at his desk in front of Kansas State College graph entitled “Agricultural OUTLOOK PRICE TRENDS”in his Harvey County office.© Time Inc.Margaret Bourke-White
    Worker brushing paste on end edges of freshly-filled sacks which he will then put upside down (R) until the paste dries at WASHBURN'S GOLD MEDAL FLOUR mill.
    Worker brushing paste on end edges of freshly-filled sacks which he will then put upside down (R) until the paste dries at WASHBURN’S GOLD MEDAL FLOUR mill.© Time Inc.Margaret Bourke-White
    Warehouse worker wheeling colorfully printed flour sacks which housewives use to make dresses because the labels wash out, at Sunbonnet Sue flour mill.
    Warehouse worker wheeling colorfully printed flour sacks which housewives use to make dresses because the labels wash out, at Sunbonnet Sue flour mill.© Time Inc.Margaret Bourke-White
    Workers filliing colorfully printed flour sacks which housewives use to make dresses because the labels wash out, at Sunbonnet Sue flour mill.
    Workers filliing colorfully printed flour sacks which housewives use to make dresses because the labels wash out, at Sunbonnet Sue flour mill.© Time Inc.Margaret Bourke-White

    Here is a page about the flour sack dresses.

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  • Driving Kansas: Burlington

    Apple-picking time is here again and that means another trip South, this time to an exciting destination of Burlington, KS. Somehow, I have never realized that the Wolf Creek Nuclear Generating Station is located near Burlington, or even in Kansas, but the distinct-looking domed building is clearly visible while approaching the town on HWY 75. We had to cut our visit to Burlington short because we had plans for the evening and my camera’s battery was getting low, but I did manage to snap a few photos and resolved to come back to the area for a more detailed look.

    At the first glance, Burlington the Coffey County seat –  is not much different from the other rural county seats in Kansas like Garnett or Cottonwood Falls.

    Similar-looking downtown, clean and in decent shape…

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  • Russian Gourmet: Zucchini Caviar

    Recently I was watching one of the most popular Soviet comedies of all time Ivan Vasilievich: Back to the Future for the millionth time, recalling how almost every phrase in that movie was enshrined in the pop culture. In the movie a home-grown scientist sends a regular Soviet bureaucrat to the past where he just happens to look like Ivan The Terrible, who in turn travels back to the 1973 Moscow. In one of the scenes the fake Tsar is having a feast and the dishes are being announced as they arrive: “Black Caviar” (huge bowl), “Red Caviar” (huge bowl), “And from overseas, Eggplant Caviar” (a small drop of supposed delicacy).

    httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iPfTAX590Wg

    This is a tongue-in-check reference to the Soviet food supply system where the real caviar was hard to find and was resold on the black market while so called “eggplant caviar” and “zucchini caviar” where sometimes the only items on the mostly empty shelves and were frowned upon by the Soviet people. That’s why I don’t recommend most Russian comedies to an unprepared American viewers they need to be thoroughly explained.

    Needless to say that I didn’t miss these not-so-good vegetable concoctions, but when I read this recipe it sounded good enough to try.

    For this recipe you will need about 3-4 lbs of zucchini, 3 medium onions, 2 large red peppers, 6-8 tomatoes, 4 oz of tomato paste, 1 pepperoncino (this lady lives in Italy, I used some pepper I grabbed in the Mexican aisle), salt,  pepper and olive oil.

    Cut zucchini into small cubes, put in a separate dish and sprinkle with salt. Cube peppers and onions. Heat up some olive oil in a skillet, add chopped pepperoncino (or whatever you are using) and red peppers and saute on both sides. Remove to another dish, I used my enameled cast iron pot. Add more oil to the skillet and saute the onions until translucent; when done, move them to the pot. Squeeze the liquid from zucchini and saute in the skillet, add to the pot. Cube the tomatoes (I removed the seeds), saute them in the olive oil adding the tomato paste. Combine with the rest of the vegetables. Add salt and pepper to taste and cook on a medium heat for about 20 minutes stirring occasionally.


    It’s probably a good thing that this zucchini caviar doesn’t taste like the stuff I remember from my childhood. Sometimes the memory is good enough to satisfy the food nostalgia without having to subject the taste buds to the horrible taste of the past.

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