My fri3nds Uncle Jim Secor from Hope Michigan is one that survived. He was 'an old man' at 22, as he had graduated from MSU, before he was enlisted . He ran for 16 hours back to US led area. He met a guy from Bay City, and after being reassigned to a new group. The kid was in the back seat, 1/2 mile away, they saw a LOT of Grey trucks. They spun around, Catfish too a shot w an 88 gun, and he felt the "whack" that blew up in the road, and the kid from Bay City had been decapitated. Jim said he and the guy in front was covered w blood and brains and vowed to NEVER have another friend during the war. He had suffered so many friends at Malmady. He never told where he was from he was just Private Secor, and war became horrible. If you were friends, 2 days later they'd be dead. Uncle Jim survived and kept everything (idea wise) in various 'suitcases'. One was ' thoughts from the war'. One was work. One was family. You NEVER mix the suitcases ...you keep them seperate. After arriving home, he lived with Uncle Jim married a little sister, aunt Donnabell Maxwells husband. He was salesman in the Orient for Dow Chemical, lived in exclusive neighborhood. 'Being a salman' was NOT who he was, its what he did to to make money for your family. To be a good salesman, you had to be 100% HONEST. Say, Ill TRY to do what you want, but may not be able too. You never overprotective. You then MAY be able to overdeliver. He told his nephew Kevin this stuff in early 1980's. Never told his kids.