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The Rest of a POW Story, Part I: Professor Doctor Hans Kopera

Monday, November 1st, 2010

In my next two posts, I'd like to update my readers on the experiences of a prisoner of war who made of the most of a difficult captivity.  He emerged from the darkness of World War II to become a valuable contributor to the medical knowledge of our world.

Among the many individual stories in my book, Guests Behind the Barbed Wire, was that of Hans Kopera who was a young citizen of Austria when German troops entered his country and formed a Nazi government in 1938.  He wanted to become a doctor, but because of the war, he and many of his high school friends enlisted in the German army.   At the age of seventeen, Hans Kopera was assigned to the Second Kradschuetzen (motorcycle) battalion of the 10th Panzer Division.  After action in France, his unit was transferred to Tunisia in northern Africa.  Kopera participated in a number of battles in late 1942 and early 1943.  He was promoted to sergeant and received the Iron Cross for bravery after facing British and American forces at Kasserine Pass, Tebourba, Tebessa, and Medenine.

Because his motorcycle unit was captured on Good Friday morning 1943 in the hills above the Medjerda Valley, Hans Kopera became one of the earliest prisoners of war at the newly opened Camp Aliceville in Pickens County, Alabama, on June 3, 1943.  As a nineteen year old POW, he found some solace in his situation when he became an interpreter and was able to work and study with both the German and the American doctors in the camp hospital.  Hans had a talent for drawing, and during his time at Camp Aliceville, he created hilarious caricatures of other POWS and even of American officers in the camp.  These sketches were often in demand as simple wartime gifts for birthdays and other special occasions.  During his last year at the camp, Kopera spent his mornings on a small chair he had made, studying everything from basic chemistry to histology.  In the afternoons he interpreted for the doctors, and at night, he visited the x-ray lab to make medical sketches.

After his release in the spring of 1945, Hans Kopera spent time in several other camps, including one near Washington DC where he ran a dispensary for POW patients.  He cared for the mildly ill and sent those with serious medical issues to Walter Reed Hospital for treatment.  When he left the United States, he spent time in a camp in Bolbec (France) before being discharged at Corinthia in Austria in July 1946.  Kopera has commented that his treatment in these subsequent camps was "distinctly worse" than his experiences at Camp Aliceville.

When he was accepted into medical school at the University of Graz in September 1946, he received a full year of credit for his studies and medical experience while a POW at Camp Aliceville.  Dr. Kopera received his MD degree from the Medical School at the University of Graz in 1951.  After three years' practice in hospitals and several months as a general practitioner in Basel, Switzerland, he specialized for four years in Pharmacology, partly at Graz and partly at Oxford in England.  His connection to Camp Aliceville might have ended there as he went on to become Head of clinical research for the pharmaceutical company N. V. Organon in the Netherlands and then returned to the University of Graz as Head of the Clinical Pharmacology unit where he was also a lecturer and a professor until he retired in 1986.  During his professional career, Dr. Kopera held leading positions at the International Health Foundation in Geneva and with other scientific organizations in Rome and at Oss in the Netherlands.  His scientific work was concentrated on Endocrinological Pharmacology–specifically Gynecology, Anabolic Steriods, Neuropharmacology, and Contraception.

In Guests Behind the Barbed Wire, I wrote briefly about Dr. Kopera's first return trip to Aliceville, Alabama in February 1975.  I mentioned "a doctor from Birmingham" who drove him to Aliceville to visit what was left of the camp.  Two weeks ago, I was delighted and surprised to receive an email from Dr. Kopera offering additional specific information about this internationally known "doctor from Birmingham" and that visit.  In my next post, I will share with you the rest of this story, Part II, about how Dr. Kopera came to visit Dr. Charles Kochakian in Birmingham and then revisit Camp Aliceville with him.

 

** Please check back in a day or two for (as Paul Harvey would have said) "the rest of the story."

A Few More Memories of Hermann Blumhardt

Monday, October 18th, 2010

I have heard from several more members of Hermann Blumhardt's family who saw the memorial notes on this blog.  They have added memories that I would like to share with the rest of you.  Here was a man who first came to America as an enemy prisoner of war, but he became an honorable citizen, raised his family here, and maintained great relationships in both Germany and the United States.  Many of his experiences are included in my book, Guests Behind the Barbed Wire (Crane Hill, 2007).

Hermann's niece, who lives near Stuttgart with her husband, wrote that Hermann Blumhardt was her godfather as well as her mother's brother:

In 2005 (we) visited Hermann and his wife Katherine in Niles, Michigan where we visited our relatives and his eldest daughter.  It was a great event, especially for my mother.  She died in April 2009 at the age of 89.

Another relative wrote:

Hermann was my mother's uncle.  We live at Bargau in Germany.  Bargau is the place where Katie was born and grew up.  Hermann and Katie came to visit us in Bargau many times–the weeks they have spent here in Bargau are the greatest weeks of my life!  As a kid I loved Hermann's squeezebox-playing, let me say I was fascinated.  I've been for a summer vacation at their house in Niles, together with my girlfriend in 1990.  One year later we got married and Hermann and Katie were our guests here in Germany.  Me and my wife will never forget him and Katie singing "Edelweiss" or "Ich hab mein Herz in Heidelberg vereloren."  Our daughters…were two little girls when Hermann and Katie visited us the last time, but they also feel deep love for both Hermann and Katie.

Hermann's three children shared the following:

Thank you for this wonderful post.  My father's death was a shock to all of us!  Due to both of our parents' failing health, we recently moved them to a lovely senior living facility closer to where we live in the Orlando area of Florida….I have enjoyed the stories my father told me of his experiences in both Aliceville and Camp Gordon Johnston since I was a child.  After attending a reunion at Camp Gordon Johnston with my parents in 2005, it has been a great desire of mine to visit Aliceville.  I would love to put a face to the names I have heard so much about over the years.  My family would like to express our deepest thanks to those that brought joy to our father's life.  He truly enjoyed his visits to both Aliceville and Camp Gordon Johnston where he spent the last few years of World War II, as he would say, "an uninvited guest in the United States.

 

I sincerely hope that I will be able to meet Hermann's family members at a reunion in Aliceville in the not too distant future.  He will remain such a part of that museum.

 

Hermann's close friend John Gaffey has placed a memorial to Hermann at his home in Florida, and I have posted below two photos of that memorial.  The granite stone was cut and engraved by Southern Monument in Leesburg, Florida:

 

 

I will close this post with a quote from Goethe that Horst Freyhofer shared with friends of Hermann Blumhardt in a recent email.  "Ueber allen Wipfeln ist ruh.  Warte, balde ruhest auch Du."  A rough English translation would be, All is at peace above the treetops.  Wait.  Soon you will be at peace, too.  Horst added the comment that "balde" or "soon" is often sooner than we think,

POWs and Poisonous Alabama Snakes

Wednesday, October 6th, 2010

The May 2010 issue of Museum News (Volume 15 Issue 2) carries an interesting sidelight about German POW life in Alabama during WWII.  The museum recently received a copy of a poster titled "Giftige Schlangen," which is German for "poisonous snakes."  The poster includes descriptions of Alabama's four poisonous snakes (copperhead, cottonmouth/water mocassin, coral, rattlesnake)  plus 1940s-era first aid instructions for treating snake bites.  The original of this poster is located at the Solon Dixon Forestry Center, Auburn University School of Forestry, near Andalusia in Covington County.  Charles M. Simon, County Extension Coordinator for the Covington County Extension Office, donated the copy.

Germany has only one poisonous snake, the Kreuzotter, which is reported to be very rare and not particularly dangerous, so it was important to alert German POWs in Alabama about the local snakes.  Interestingly, even today, German employees at the Mercedes plant in Tuscaloosa receive information about poisonous snakes in their first orientation class at the plant.

Back during World War II, some German POWs were brought to Rucker Field and then loaned out to various communities for farm and forest labor.  Covington County erected a wire stockade at its old fairgrounds on old Highway 84 (now Sanford Road).  The POWS were held in this wire enclosure, which had large tents for sleeping, bathing, and dining.  Work gangs were organized at the stockade and then sent from farm to farm to work the cotton or peanut fields.  The Dixon family, for whom the forestry center is named, used POWs to plant pine trees on their forested acres. 

Book Review of Two Gold Coins and a Prayer

Thursday, September 9th, 2010

Back in April 2009, I did a blog post about descendants of "Kriegies" who retraced the steps their fathers and grandfathers took during a forced march of war prisoners in Poland and eastern Germany in 1945.  (See "Descendants of 'Kriegies' Retrace Steps, April 23, 2009.)  Those who reenacted a portion of that march in January 2009 encountered a man named Hans Burkhardt whose father had been a German POW in Arkansas during WWII.  He remembered the original march and said his family offered food and water to the cold and hungry American POWs at that time.  He presented a watch and a placque that had belonged to another German POW in Arkansas, and later these "Kriegie Kids" made a special trip to present these items to the Aliceville Museum.

Another Kriegie Kid (descendant of an American POW who made that forced march in Germany in 1945) has written an excellent memoir about his father's experiences in Holland, then in Stalag Luft III, and then as part of that forced march.  I have printed here my review of this fascinating and well-written book, which is available on www.amazon.com.  It can also be ordered from Appell Publishing in Fall City Washington (www.appellpublishing.com).

TWO GOLD COINS AND A PRAYER: The Epic Journey of a World War II Bomber Pilot and POW.  By James H. Keeffee III, as told to him by his father, Lt. Col. James H. Keeffee, Jr., USAF (Ret.) Appell Publishing.  Fall City, Washington.  2010

There are many good memoirs of World War II, even many specifically about bomber pilots and prisoners of war, but Two Gold Coins and a Prayer is unique for a numbere of reasons.  It is, at the outset, the very personal story of a well-trained Army Air Forces pilot shot down over Holland in March 1944.  For five months, Lr. Jim Keeffe relies on the kindness of strangers inn occupied Holland who rish their security and their lives to keep him safe.  The detailed account of that trust and friendship is a story in itself, including the two precious gold coins referred to in the title.  A wealthy Dutchman offers them to Keeffe in exchange for the English pounds that would betray him instantly if the Germans discovered them in his possession.

As the Dutch move him from safe house to safe house, Keeffe is grateful for their protection but also determined to make his way back to his unit in England.  In July 1944, his story takes another unfortunate twist.  Soon after the Dutch underground manages to sneak him into Belgium, he is betrayed and captured in Antwerp.  There, a German interrogator he nicknames big Guy spells out in chilling words what Keeffe has feared most:

So you see, lieutenant, we know all about you and where you've been since you came down.  We know the people you've stayed with and we know what they do.  But we're not going to do anything at this time because we want them to keep sending us evading fliers like you.

Keeffe then spends many months in Stalag Luft III, a POW camp in Germany, and suffers a forced march to another prisoner camp before finally experienciing liberation in late April 1945.

The narrative style of this book holds the reader's interest from beginning to end.  The details bring the story to brimming life–everything from what this airman carried and thought and felt to how he coped on the run and in a POW camp.  Throughout the experience, Keeffe somehow managed to hang on to those two gold coins–through multiple interrogations, strip searches, and prison camp clothing exchanges.  He has them still, along with his memories of those who went to great lengths to keep him safe.

The reader is struck time and again by the human element of people making impossible wartime decisions.  This book offers a clear and detailed map of Lt. Keeffe's wartime journeys, along with numerous photographs, diagrams, and documents that further enhance the excellent storytelling.  It is a book the reader will not soon forget.