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This is why I REFUSE to own, drive or touch a German car — even today.
And the irony. Given roots in Ceylon I do not have any family members or folks that I knew who served, let alone died, in WW II. All the WW II veterans I have met, and I have met quite a few, have been British, American, Canadian, Australian and yes, German! [I skied in Austria with a German who lost his leg in WW II. They had rope lifts — as is common in Europe. He, given that he only had one leg and as such one ski, needed someone on the other side of the lift to compensate him — essentially to have their skis pointed at an angle to straighten him out. He would wait at the bottom of the ski life until I appeared. Then he would ask me.] But I still feel very strongly about all the ALLIES that served, suffered and died during WW I and WW II.
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