You know.....you got a little mean streak in ya (:]
Let’s face it, that generation of Germans pissed me off a bit.
I will relate a story of a time I trained in Germany while in the IDF. For whatever reason, a crew of us (about 12-15) decided to go to the Hofbräuhaus München, in our Israeli flight suits. Notable locale because of a certain crappy German politician used such facilities (not exactly that one) to rile people up circa 1935.
Well, we were drinking beer, minding our own business, but getting a few looks.
An older man, certainly of the WWII generation, tottered up to the end of our table (large picnic style tables), helped by a younger man, probably his son. He stood there a bit. He spoke to us in German, which we did not understand.
Then he saluted and started crying. I’m not talking about tears, but bawling.
We didn’t know what to do, but stand and salute him back.
He then came and hugged each one of and then tottered off.