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WW II Brings German Prisoners to Ladyglen Farm - Part 2

Posted 9/22/2021

What food can be fixed and eaten with a spoon?

Turkey Farm at Nazareth HallTurkey Farm at Nazareth Hall 

 I turned to the officer to remark that I believed that their fear of us had evaporated and everything would be all right. The men again smiled and returned my greeting, saying they were happy to be with us. Then we went to work, the harvesting of wheat the first chore.  The officer stayed for a while to see that everything was under control and then left – but returned and had dinner with our chaplain, Father Friemoth.

Every prisoner brought with him a quart of cold tea and a small sandwich. Sister Regina Marie was at that time helping out at Ladyglen. She would bring a lunch at noon and we would eat out in the fields. The daily schedule of eight to four ran smoothly the first day. The day following I brought a gallon of coffee and cookies for the men. But the officer was stern and said, “Sister, you cannot do that. We are to have nothing from the people for whom we work.” I looked at him and said, “Since when is charity forbidden? Just a cup of coffee and a few cookies! I know I will get it back in no time from the work that they will do. Who can work on cold tea and a sandwich?  Now don’t be afraid. Take what you get.”

At the end of the day I asked the captain if he would see whoever fixes the lunches and tell him that because the men work so hard, they should have more to eat, and ask him if we could give them a little something. The next day, the captain said we could give the men anything they could eat with a spoon, no knife or fork. Well, you would be surprised at what Sister Ann Lucille could fix that could be eaten with a spoon.  It got to be sort of a joke! Each day the CO inquired what they could eat with a spoon. It was always SOUP. Our menu, in time came to be widely known and periodically several officers came to eat with Father Friemoth.

 In time the captain, realizing that the men didn’t need constant supervision, but were working steadily – and happily – settled down to a more relaxed schedule. I praised the men highly and told the officer he did not need to worry about them.


Last installment of the story next month!


The material quoted here is taken from A Tree in the Valley by Sr. Lelia Mahoney.