Concentration Camp The pass-through of the Buchenwald Concentration camp was a hurried one for our unit as we were quickly on our way to farthermost Pilzen, Czechoslovakia ultimate destination. My observations, as depicted in the photos was a horrid and inhumane one. Those souls that were streaming from the confines of the enclosure and milling around the location were in complete and total disarray, not knowing or caring in which direction they were going. A liberation area of a mixture of death and half death. The roadways were filled with onward moving vehicles and troops intermingled with shoeless inmates, one of which was grateful for a pair that I gave. I have a photo of this person putting on the shoes, but cannot locate it in my WWII memory keepsakes as yet. As far as I can recollect, the time period was early April 1945, although I may not be accurate. The US Military Forces were cordoning off the buildings and surroundings and severe restrictions were in order. This scene merely added to the horrors of the experiences of my war.