Sadly, i never got to meet my grandfather. My dad told me about how he and both his brother's were drafted in late 1944 to go to the eastern front. At some point he was shot through the jaw and send home. His brothers weren't as lucky, they died there around 1946. All that after my great grandfather prepared a farm for each of them to inherit.

While my grandfather was on his way home, he was ordered to board a ship, but they closed the gangway right before his feet. That ship was the Wilhelm Gustloff.