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German guards learned that the Canadians in Stalag VIII-B could not be broken, even when Berlin ordered them shackled in reprisal for Dieppe. What began with rope from Red Cross parcels turned into a year-long contest of discipline, ingenuity, and defiance inside a prisoner of war camp in Silesia.
This military history narrative follows the Canadians in huts 18 to 22 as they adapt to handcuffs, build a hidden system for opening them, swap identities to reach labor detachments, dig tunnels, and quietly sabotage the German war effort. It is a gripping Second World War story about POW life, camp routine, escape attempts, and the moment the guards began to dread the Canadian compound more than the prisoners feared them.
Created for listeners searching for WW2 stories, Canadian war stories, prisoner of war history, and narrated military history, this episode also fits fans of documentary-style history, historical storytelling, and long-form war narratives. It is ideal for anyone interested in Dieppe, Stalag VIII-B, escape stories, and true accounts of resistance behind the wire.
This military history narrative follows the Canadians in huts 18 to 22 as they adapt to handcuffs, build a hidden system for opening them, swap identities to reach labor detachments, dig tunnels, and quietly sabotage the German war effort. It is a gripping Second World War story about POW life, camp routine, escape attempts, and the moment the guards began to dread the Canadian compound more than the prisoners feared them.
Created for listeners searching for WW2 stories, Canadian war stories, prisoner of war history, and narrated military history, this episode also fits fans of documentary-style history, historical storytelling, and long-form war narratives. It is ideal for anyone interested in Dieppe, Stalag VIII-B, escape stories, and true accounts of resistance behind the wire.
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00:00On the morning of October 8, 1942, in a prisoner of war camp outside the Silesian village of
00:05Lamsdorf, a German sergeant walked down a rank of Canadian soldiers carrying an armful of thin
00:11white string. The Canadians were not looking at the string. They were counting guards.
00:16There were far too many of them, and they had come at an hour that was not roll call,
00:21and in a German camp in the autumn of 1942, an unscheduled parade with extra rifles meant one
00:27thing only. The men had worked that out before they were through the door of the hut. Along the
00:33rank, prisoners were shaking hands with the men beside them. They believed they were about to be
00:37shot. Then the sergeant stopped in front of the first man in the line and held up a piece of
00:42cord
00:43about 18 inches long, and the Canadians understood that they were not going to be executed. They were
00:49going to be tied. The string came out of Red Cross parcels. It was the same cord that had been
00:56wrapped
00:56around the tins of bully beef and powdered milk that were keeping these men alive that winter.
01:01Now it was going around their wrists, every morning at first parade, to be taken off again
01:07at last parade, 12 hours later. Eating with it on was a two-man operation. So was the latrine.
01:15Hold that image, because I want you to compare it to something.
01:19Fourteen months later, in that same compound, German guards would carry a wooden box of steel
01:24handcuffs into a Canadian hut, set it down on the floor, and walk out without watching what happened
01:30next. The Canadians would sort through the box, pick out a set they liked, and put themselves in
01:36chains. Nobody supervised it. Nobody counted. And by then, the guards of Stalag 8b had a private
01:44understanding among themselves about the Canadian huts. An understanding they were extremely careful
01:49never to put in writing. Something happened in the space between those two mornings.
01:56It is one of the strangest contests of the entire war, and almost nobody outside a few Canadian
02:02families has ever heard how it ended. If stories like this matter to you, a subscribe helps them reach
02:09the people whose fathers and grandfathers lived them. Now, to understand what the men in that rank
02:15were paying for, we have to go back seven weeks, to a beach in France. On August 19th, 1942, close
02:23to
02:235,000 Canadians went ashore at Dieppe. By early afternoon, 907 of them were dead, and 1,946 were
02:32prisoners, the greatest single-day loss the Canadian army suffered in the entire Second World War.
02:39That is the part most people know. Here is the part that produced the string. The raiding force had
02:46gone in with instructions covering what to do with German prisoners taken on the beach.
02:51Roland Gravel, a gunner with Les Fusiliers Mont-Royal, described the order plainly.
02:57Bind the thumbs, hands behind the back, cord looped around the neck. The purpose was practical and had
03:04nothing to do with cruelty. Prisoners with their hands free could destroy the documents in their own
03:09pockets, and the whole point of a raid is what you carry home. Gravel never got the chance to bind
03:16anybody. He ended the day a prisoner himself. And that is where it went wrong. Because a Canadian
03:23brigadier named William Southam had carried a copy of the full operational order ashore with him,
03:28against explicit instructions never to take it off the ship. The Germans found it on the beach.
03:35Dozens of pages of Allied planning, including that one line about binding prisoners. Within days it was
03:42in Berlin, on the desk of a man who understood exactly what could be built out of a single sentence.
03:48Then came Sark. On the night of October 3rd, a small British raiding party hit the occupied Channel
03:55Island, took five German prisoners, tied their hands to make them easier to move,
04:01and lost control of the situation on the way back to the boat. Three of the Germans broke away and
04:07were
04:07killed. German accounts insisted their bodies were found with their wrists still bound. Now Berlin had
04:14two documents and a corpse to point at. On October 8th, the German High Command announced that 1,376
04:23Allied prisoners, overwhelmingly Canadians taken at Dieppe, would be kept in restraints until Britain
04:29apologized and gave a binding promise. Britain refused and ordered German prisoners in Allied
04:36hands shackled in return. Canada, holding thousands of Germans in camps across Ontario and the Prairies,
04:44was dragged into a fight it had never wanted and did not believe in. Somewhere in the middle of that
04:50argument, between capital cities, stood roughly 1,500 men in a compound in Silesia, with cord around
04:57their wrists, in huts numbered 18 to 22, sleeping 120 to a building on wooden bunks stacked three high,
05:05with one bucket of coal a day for heat. And here is what I want you to notice about that
05:11first morning,
05:12because it explains everything that follows. The Germans had just made a mistake, and it was not a
05:18small one. They had picked one group of prisoners out of a camp of thousands, marked them physically,
05:25separated them from everyone else, and given them a daily reminder, twice a day, at both parades, in
05:31front of each other, of exactly who they were and why they had been singled out. They had not broken
05:37up the
05:37Canadians. They had just told them, in steel and string, that they were a unit. But the cord itself
05:44was never going to be the hard part of that winter. Within 72 hours, the Commandant's staff would take
05:50away something the men in those huts needed far more than the use of their hands. Three days later,
05:55on October 11th, a German officer stood in front of the compound with a second announcement,
06:00and 800 more men at Lamsdorf were pulled out of the ranks and tied.
06:05That is the first thing to understand about this reprisal. It grew. Berlin had promised that if the
06:11Allies shackled German prisoners in return, the numbers here would triple. And Berlin kept its word.
06:18The men now standing in cord were no longer only Canadians, and no longer only Dieppe. British soldiers
06:25taken in France in 1940. New Zealanders out of Crete. Airmen who had been shot down over the Ruhr,
06:32and had never seen a landing craft in their lives. The Germans had needed bodies to make a number,
06:38and they took them. But the men in huts 18 to 22 knew whose account this was being charged to.
06:45So did everybody else in the camp. And then the camp staff went to work on them properly.
06:51Because the cord was only the visible part.
06:54The issue of Red Cross parcels stopped. Cigarettes stopped. Mail stopped. No letters out. No letters in.
07:04Sports were forbidden. Concerts were forbidden. The education classes that men had organized to
07:10keep their minds intact were shut down until further notice. Coal was not issued. Blankets were short,
07:17and stayed short. Now, I want to be very clear about what that list actually means. Because it reads
07:24like petty administration. And it was not. The German ration at Lamsdorf was watery soup,
07:31a slice of black bread, and, on a good day, meat that had come off a horse's head. Nobody survived
07:38on it.
07:38What kept these men alive was the parcel. The tinned beef, the powdered milk, the sugar, the chocolate.
07:46Two or three men would pool their parcels into a syndicate and make them stretch. Cut the parcels
07:52off, and you have not imposed a discipline. You have started a clock. So picture a hut in the second
07:59week of October. 120 men, wooden bunks three high, shutters over windows with no glass in them,
08:08one bucket of coal for the day, and a group of Canadians sitting on a bottom bunk with their wrists
08:13tied, doing arithmetic. How many days of pooled tins are left, and what the daily portion has to shrink
08:21to in order to make the pile last until somebody in Geneva wins an argument with somebody in Berlin.
08:28They did not know that argument would run for more than a year.
08:32The cord itself got worse, fast. At Lamsdorf, the ropes were treated with creosote, the black wood
08:40preservative, the stuff that stings on broken skin. And after weeks of that, wrists began to open up.
08:47Trooper Forbes Morton put it in one flat sentence. Our wrists got ulcerated with sores from the rope
08:54burns. Men filed complaints through the Red Cross. That is worth pausing on.
09:02Tied at the wrists, starving, with no mail and no parcels, these men were still working the machinery,
09:10still generating paper, still forcing the neutral inspectors to write things down.
09:15Nobody in that compound behaved like a man who had accepted his situation.
09:20And here is where the design of the punishment went sideways on the people who designed it.
09:25Look at what tied hands actually did to daily life.
09:29A man could not cut his own food, so one man held the meat with a fork while another cut
09:34it.
09:35A man could not dress himself properly, so someone dressed him. Cards were unplayable in the hand,
09:41so the men set a cap on the floor in front of each player and wedged the cards into the
09:46band.
09:47Even the latrine, a plank building the prisoners called the 40-holer, four rows of 10 holes in the
09:54ground, required a second man. The intention was humiliation. The effect was that 1,500 men could
10:02no longer do anything alone. Every single hour of every single day, a Canadian in that compound was
10:10physically dependent on the Canadian next to him, and the Canadian next to him did not fail him.
10:16You can order men to be humiliated. You cannot control what they learn while it is happening.
10:23The guards did not all take the same view of the job. Most administered the cord and went away.
10:29One or two enjoyed it, and there was kicking and prodding with bayonets, and for men caught with
10:34loosened bonds, there was a punishment the camp remembered with particular clarity.
10:39Wrists shackled and hauled up tight behind the back. Then the man stood facing a wall, nose and toes
10:46touching the brick, and left there for hours. Hold that punishment in your mind. Not for the cruelty,
10:53for the logic of it. It exists because prisoners were already getting their hands loose in the autumn of
10:591942 within weeks, and the Germans knew it and could not stop it. Because somewhere in one of those huts,
11:09in the middle of that cold, hungry, cut-off October, a Canadian sat looking at a tin. Not at the
11:17food in it,
11:18at the lid. British tinned beef came with a small, flat key soldered to the side,
11:24a little steel tab you twisted to peel the metal back. Every parcel that had ever reached that
11:30compound had brought several of them in. There were probably dozens lying around the huts already,
11:36swept into corners, tossed on the stove, entirely worthless. He turned it over in his fingers.
11:44Then he looked at the lock on a German handcuff. What happened over the following weeks was not one
11:50man's clever trick. It became a production line, run to a schedule, with lookouts posted, and a rule
11:57about who was allowed to be seen wearing what. And the reason it mattered so much is not the reason
12:03you would expect. Getting the cuffs off was never the point. On December 2, 1942, Burt Moody of the
12:11Queen's own Cameron Highlanders made a short entry in the diary he was keeping inside the wire.
12:16Ropes, he wrote, had been replaced by chains. Six words, roughly. A man with raw wrists recording an
12:25administrative change. And it was the single worst decision the German camp staff made in 14 months.
12:32Understand why the change happened first. The creosote cord had been eating through skin since
12:38October. The complaints had gone out through the Red Cross, the neutral inspectors had written it all
12:43down, and Berlin had a propaganda position to protect. So the rope came off, and police fetters
12:49went on. Proper steel handcuffs, joined by a chain about 17 and a half inches long. For the men wearing
12:57them, it was a genuine improvement. You could reach your own face. You could hold a mug. You could also
13:04do
13:04something else with steel that you can never do with a knot. A rope has to be cut. Cut it
13:11and it stays cut,
13:12and the guard sees it at the next parade, and you are standing at a wall with your nose against
13:17the
13:17brick. A lock is different. A lock opens and then a lock closes again, and the steel is exactly as
13:25it
13:25was. The Germans had just replaced an irreversible restraint with a reversible one, and they had done
13:32it to look better in a Swiss report. Within weeks, the Canadians were opening them at will. The tools were
13:39absurd. A nail would do it. Better still was the little flat key soldered to the tins of British
13:45corned beef that came in the Red Cross parcels, the parcels the camp had been forced to start issuing
13:50again. Men filed and bent them into shape until they had something that turned a German police cuff
13:56in a couple of seconds. And then they made more. And then they made spares. And the spares went into
14:02hiding places in the bunks and the walls of huts 18 to 22. But listen to the part that separates
14:08this
14:09from a good prison camp anecdote. Because a lot of men in a lot of camps got their cuffs off.
14:15What the Canadians built around it was a procedure. One or two men stayed chained at all times and stood
14:23at the door of the hut. Their entire job was watching the ground between the wire and the huts
14:29and calling the room. Inside, everybody else worked with free hands. When the call came,
14:37the drill was fast and it was rehearsed. Cuffs go on the wrists loose or the hands go straight
14:43into the trouser pockets, with the chain left hanging visibly across the front of the body.
14:49A guard glancing through a doorway saw a man in irons. Trooper Fred Tanner described exactly that
14:56trick after the war. Hands in the pockets, chain showing, and the German walks on.
15:03At parade, it was different. At parade, everything had to be genuine. Because at parade, they counted.
15:11And every man was locked, and every chain was real.
15:15One of the men living inside that system was a private, from a farming family of nine,
15:21in Kapiskasing, Northern Ontario. Jack Poulton, Royal Regiment of Canada, D Company, 21st Platoon.
15:29At the Lamsdorf registration desk, they gave him the number 26,212. He would wear those cuffs for 410 days,
15:39and he would spend most of that time working out how to leave. That is the piece the Germans were
15:45slowest to see. Free hands in a prison camp are not about comfort. Free hands are what you need to
15:52dig,
15:53to sew a civilian jacket out of a uniform, to forge a work permit with a stolen rubber stamp,
15:59to file a bar, to bend wire, to carry earth in a sack under your greatcoat. Every hour those Canadians
16:08spent unlocked in a hut, they were not resting. They were building the machinery of escape,
16:13and the chain that Berlin had ordered as a mark of shame had turned into a piece of routine
16:18housekeeping. Put it on for parade, take it off for work. The camp staff were not fools.
16:25They responded, and their response was violence and disruption. Snap searches, at hours the prisoners
16:33could not predict. Guards through the door without warning to find men unshackled. The penalties were
16:39real. Solitary confinement in the bunker, weeks of it. Parcels withheld for a month or two months,
16:46which in that camp meant hunger you could measure on your own ribs. And still the searches kept turning
16:53up problems the searchers could not solve. You can confiscate a key. You cannot confiscate the fact
17:00that every food parcel entering that compound carried a new one. That 120 men in a hut can hide a
17:07piece of
17:07metal the size of a thumbnail in a thousand places. And that the men doing the hiding had nothing but
17:13time.
17:15By the early months of 1943, the arithmetic of the reprisal had quietly inverted. Berlin believed it was
17:22holding 1,376 Allied prisoners in chains. What it actually had was a compound of men who were chained
17:31twice a day for the count and free the rest of the time. And who now knew, as a matter
17:37of daily
17:38practical experience, that the Germans could not enforce their own headline punishment. So the commandant
17:45went after the real problem instead. His name was Gilek, and he was not an army officer at all. He
17:52was a
17:52captain of the German Navy, given a Stalag in Silesia five weeks before the chains arrived. And in 1943,
18:00he issued an order that said nothing about handcuffs. It said something about doors. And for Poulton and
18:07every other Canadian in that compound, it was far more dangerous than any lock. Every morning at Lamsdorf,
18:14work parties formed up at the gate. Men counted off in columns, a guard at the head of each one.
18:19And then the barrier went up and they walked out of the camp, to the coal mines at Boyton, to
18:24the quarries,
18:25to the railway yards, to farms and sawmills and factories spread across Silesia.
18:31More than 700 separate labor detachments were run out of that one Stalag. Every day,
18:37thousands of prisoners left through that gate. And every evening, most of them came back.
18:43Canadians were not permitted in those columns. Neither were the Air Force prisoners. The
18:48commandant's ruling was flat. They did not leave the camp for any reason. On the face of it, that
18:54sounds like a privilege. No coal face, no 12-hour shift, no guard standing over you with a rifle,
19:00while you swing a pick. The Canadians understood it exactly the other way around. And so did the
19:06man who signed it. Because the main camp was the one place nobody escaped from.
19:13It was enormous. It was floodlit. It was patrolled with dogs. And it sat in the middle of German Silesia,
19:20hundreds of kilometers from any friendly border. The work parties were the weak point in the whole system.
19:27Out there, a detachment might be 50 men in a wired-off hut beside a factory,
19:31guarded by three or four elderly reservists, with a railway line running past the fence.
19:37Everyone knew it. The German security staff knew it best of all.
19:42So Gailet closed the door. The Dieppe men had shown they could not be held by handcuffs.
19:47And the answer was to hold them by geography instead.
19:51They were through that door within weeks, by becoming other people.
19:56The mechanics were simple and completely audacious. Every prisoner in the camp carried an identity,
20:02a name, a number, a nationality, a records card in the German office.
20:08Almost nobody carried a photograph.
20:10So a Canadian who wanted on to a work party found a British or New Zealand soldier of roughly his
20:16own
20:17height and colouring, who was willing to swap. And the two of them exchanged identity discs and
20:22answered to each other's names from that morning on. The Canadian marched out through the gate as a
20:27British private. The Briton stayed behind and lived as a Canadian, in the compound with the chains.
20:33Which is worth remembering the next time somebody tells you the Commonwealth was a diplomatic arrangement.
20:39Hubert Brooks, a Montreal boy flying with the Air Force, did precisely this. He went looking, quietly,
20:47for a man his size. And he found a New Zealander named Frederick Cole. Six years older, five foot ten,
20:54dark hair, blue eyes, taken prisoner during the fall of Crete and just back from a work party.
21:01Cole wanted a rest. Brooks wanted a gate.
21:05Under normal circumstances, as Brooks put it himself, nobody would have confused the two of them for a
21:11second. But in a camp where everybody was thin and grey and haggard and nobody had a proper identity
21:18card, almost anything was believable. Jack Poulton did the same thing. He traded discs with an English
21:26soldier and walked out with an agricultural detachment near Pachkov, spent a few days working and watching,
21:32and then went over the wire with several other prisoners, heading south for Hungary.
21:37They were picked up on the road by a single German soldier. What they gave him for it is instructive.
21:43A month in the bunker, solitary, and two months without parcels, which at that point in the war,
21:49meant two months of the German ration alone. He came out and started looking for the next opportunity.
21:57John Kimberley of the Royal Hamilton Light Infantry ran the same play in March of 1943.
22:04Identity swap, work party at Breslau, away from his guards, onto a freight train.
22:10He got as far as Dresden before he was discovered. Five months after that, he did it a second time.
22:16New identity, new work party. And this time, he and a companion made it into Czechoslovakia and were
22:24hidden by partisans for three weeks. When they tried to push on alone towards Switzerland, they were
22:29caught, and the Gestapo interrogated him for a month. And then there is Warrant Officer James McLeod of
22:37Spring Hill, Nova Scotia, whose spitfire had come down over France in January of 1943. McLeod and three
22:44others swapped identities, got onto an outside detachment, slipped out of their compound,
22:50walked to a German airfield, and climbed into an aircraft. They were caught in the cockpit before
22:56they could start it. Think about what that tells you about the mood in those huts. Not despair. Not
23:03endurance. Four prisoners of war, in chains at morning parade, deciding that the sensible way home
23:10was to steal a Luftwaffe aeroplane. None of these men got out on the attempts I have just described.
23:17Every one of them was returned to Lomsdorf, and every one of them started again.
23:23That is the pattern that was accumulating in the German files through 1943. A compound of prisoners
23:29who could not be restrained, could not be confined, and could not be discouraged, in a camp whose population
23:35had swollen from 8,000 to more than 30,000 in about a year, with 700 work parties to administer,
23:42and a guard force of second-line reservists. And here is the thing that should have worried the
23:48men in those huts far more than any of it. The identity swaps worked because the Germans could not
23:55tell one thin prisoner from another. But there was somebody inside that wire who could tell them apart
24:01perfectly well. Who knew the names, the huts, the plans, and, on at least one occasion in November
24:08of 1943, exactly which floorboard in barrack 19b had been cemented over. In the autumn of 1943,
24:17in barrack 19b, a group of prisoners lifted a section of floor, opened a shaft into the Silesian clay,
24:24and started digging. Tunneling out of Lamsdorf was a grim business. The huts stood on ground the
24:31Germans had chosen precisely because it was awkward to dig—sandy, unstable stuff that came down on a
24:37man's shoulders without warning. The workings were narrow enough that you went in on your elbows and
24:43came out backwards, hauled by the ankles. Air was the constant problem, and so was the spoil, because
24:50every sack of earth that came up had to disappear somewhere a guard would not look. Under floorboards,
24:56into the roof space, distributed a handful at a time down the trouser leg, and scuffed into the mud of
25:02the compound. Picture the man at the face. He is lying flat in a hole the width of his own
25:09shoulders,
25:09thirty or forty feet from the shaft, working by the light of a wick floating in a tin of margarine
25:15fat,
25:15which is the only lamp he has, and which is also eating the air he is breathing. He scrapes with
25:21a
25:21flattened piece of a food tin, packs the earth into a sack made from a shirt, and tugs the line
25:27to be
25:27pulled back out. Then somebody else goes in. The men in that hut were also, formally, in irons.
25:35They were the reprisal prisoners. The chains came off after the count, and the shift went underground.
25:42The tunnel from 19B was never used. In November, German security men came into the hut, crossed the
25:49room without hesitating, and went directly to the entrance the diggers had carefully cemented over.
25:54They did not search. They knew. That is the ugliest fact in this story, and it needs saying plainly.
26:03Lambsdorff held more than thirty thousand men by that autumn, from a dozen countries, in every
26:09physical and moral condition that hunger produces. The Germans ran informers, and the currency was not
26:15usually money. It was food, or cigarettes, or a transfer off a labor detachment that was killing you.
26:22In a camp where the ration was soup and horse head meat, that is a real price, and somebody in
26:28that
26:28population took it. In January of 1944, a second tunnel went out from Barrack 22B. That one got about
26:37forty feet before it was found. By the spring, they were digging from Barrack 9B, and on the 17th of
26:43May,
26:44the tunnel was reported finished. A break planned for twelve men. It was also discovered. Now, you can look
26:51at that record and see three failures. I want you to look at what the Germans were seeing, because it
26:57is
26:58not the same picture at all. Their situation was this. They had a compound of prisoners under a punishment
27:05ordered personally at the highest level of the Reich. Prisoners who had been specifically forbidden to
27:12leave the camp. Prisoners already caught swapping identities to get onto work parties. And who were now,
27:19on top of everything else, running a continuous tunneling program out of at least three separate
27:25huts across seven months. Every one of those tunnels had to be found. Every one of them, if missed,
27:33would put a dozen Canadians loose in Silesia, and a very unpleasant file on somebody's desk in Berlin.
27:42Their success rate against the tunnels was excellent. It also meant nothing,
27:47because the digging simply restarted somewhere else. And what the tunnels represented was only the part
27:53that happened inside the wire. Jack Poulton, after his month in the bunker, got himself back out on a
28:01labor detachment, number 164, forestry work at Popieluf, and started another tunnel there with a small group.
28:10That one was betrayed by the weather. The heat rising out of the shaft thawed the snow above it,
28:16and a German guard walking the ground saw a dark patch where there should have been white.
28:21Poulton went out with a third detachment after that, number 357, to Piskowice. And there he did
28:28something the German war economy could feel more directly than any escape attempt. He sabotaged what
28:34he was ordered to work on. Hold on to that, because it changes what these men actually were.
28:40A prisoner of war in chains is a symbol. A prisoner of war in chains who has swapped his name,
28:47got himself into a war industry, and is quietly damaging the work, is a combatant.
28:53The Canadians in that compound had never stopped being soldiers, and the paperwork in Berlin describing
28:59them as an object lesson had exactly no relationship to what they were doing on the ground.
29:05There is one man who makes the point sharper than anybody. Larry Paul's had been taken at Dieppe
29:10like the rest of them. In May of 1944, he got out of German custody, and then, of his own
29:17choice,
29:18he came back inside the wire and walked into a camp he had just escaped from.
29:24Whatever he thought he could do more usefully from inside a Stilag than outside one,
29:29understand what that decision means about morale in those huts in 1944.
29:34This was not a compound of broken men waiting for the war to be over. This was an organization,
29:39and men were choosing to be in it. Which brings us to the winter of 1943, and to the thing
29:46that had
29:46been changing at morning parade for months without anybody announcing it. The guards had stopped fighting
29:52the chains. Not stopped issuing them. The order from Berlin was still in force, and it would remain in
29:59force. But the searching slackened. The inspecting slackened. The energy went out of the daily contest
30:07over who had a key and who did not. And something replaced it in the Canadian huts that no German
30:14officer would ever have put in a report. Because putting it in a report would have ended his career.
30:19A German guard pushes open the door of a Canadian hut, carrying a wooden box, and the room does not
30:25stop what it is doing. He walks a few paces in, puts the box down on the floor, says whatever
30:31needs to
30:32be said, and goes back out. In the box are handcuffs, the right number for the men in that room.
30:38Counted out,
30:39no more and no fewer. Nobody follows him. Nobody stands over the prisoners while they comply.
30:46The Canadians come over when they are ready, root through the pile, pick out a set, and lock
30:51themselves up. Captain George Valentine of the Calgary Tanks described that arrangement afterwards,
30:58and so did Sergeant Tommy Cunningham. It was not a one-off. By the later stages of the reprisal,
31:04it was simply how the thing was done at Lamsdorf. The manacles were delivered to the rooms,
31:09and the prisoners administered the Führer's punishment to themselves.
31:14Stop and look at that room properly, because everything this story has been building toward
31:18is standing in it. A punishment ordered from Berlin, announced to the world's press,
31:24defended in diplomatic notes, refused in parliament, argued over by neutral governments,
31:30and at the point where it actually touches a human wrist, the man locking the cuff is the man being
31:36punished, and the man who is supposed to be enforcing it has left the building. That is not laziness.
31:42That is a surrender, and both sides in that room knew it. So let us answer the question this whole
31:49story is named for, because the first part of the answer is now visible. Why did German guards come to
31:55dread the Canadian compound? Start with who those guards actually were. They were not frontline troops.
32:03Camp guards in Germany came from the Landeschützen, territorial battalions filled with men too old
32:09for field service, men recovering from wounds, men the army had finished with. By 1943, with the Eastern
32:18Front consuming divisions, that pool was being scraped thin, and every fit man in a Stalag was a man
32:25and somebody in a personnel office might notice. Now give that man the reprisal compound. His orders
32:32say 1500 prisoners are to be in irons at all times. Reality says those prisoners open German police
32:39handcuffs with a piece of tin in about the time it takes to strike a match. That they have spares
32:45hidden
32:46in a hundred places. That they post lookouts on their own doors. And that they can restore the
32:52appearance of full compliance before he has crossed the compound. He has three options, and all three
32:58are bad. He can enforce it properly. That means searching a hut of 120 hungry, organized, extremely
33:08uncooperative men, several times a day, indefinitely, and punishing the ones he catches. And every punishment
33:15generates a complaint, and every complaint reaches the Swiss inspectors, and the inspectors write
33:21reports that land in the middle of an argument the German Foreign Office is already losing.
33:26He can report the truth upward. That is the option nobody took. And it is the heart of this.
33:33To write that report is to put your own name on a document stating that a reprisal ordered at the
33:38summit of the Reich has been defeated, on your watch, by prisoners with sardine keys.
33:45Nobody in that camp administration wanted to be the officer who put that sentence into the German
33:50record. Not in 1943. Not with a war going the way that war was going. And not with the Eastern
33:57Front
33:58waiting for men whose competence had been called into question. Or he can do the third thing.
34:04He can carry a box into a hut, put it on the floor, and walk out. The count is correct.
34:11The prisoners
34:12are in chains at parade. The paperwork is clean. Nobody in Berlin has to be told anything at all.
34:19That is the dread. Not fear of violence. These were not men who feared a beating. It was the specific,
34:27professional, career-ending dread of the compound where your orders and reality had come apart.
34:34And where your only safety lay in not looking too closely and hoping nobody above you did either.
34:40And there is a second layer to it that the men in those huts understood very well.
34:45The guards' authority and the rest of that camp rested on a simple proposition.
34:50The Germans decide what happens to you. Food. Work. Mail. Punishment. Life.
34:58Every prisoner in Lamsdorf lived inside that proposition. Except in five huts, where 1,500 men
35:05had established by daily demonstration that the most publicized German decision of all was optional,
35:11and where the guards themselves were now complicit in pretending otherwise. You cannot let that stand in
35:18the open. A guard who has just watched Canadians chain themselves up cannot afterwards discuss it
35:24with them, cannot joke about it, cannot acknowledge it. The reprisal compound became a place German staff
35:31went into as briefly as possible and thought about as little as possible. The Canadians, meanwhile,
35:38treated the whole thing exactly as they should have. The chain stopped being a mark of shame within weeks
35:44of arriving. It became the badge of the Dieppe men, the thing that identified you in a camp of 30
35:50,000,
35:51and there were prisoners who kept a link of it for the rest of their lives.
35:56Which brings us to the 2nd of December, 1943, and to the last move in this contest, the strangest one
36:03of all. On that day, the chains came off, and stayed off, for good. 410 days after Jack Poulton's wrists
36:12were first bound. There was no announcement, no parade, no statement, no order read out,
36:19nothing in writing to the men involved. The Germans simply stopped and behaved as though it had never
36:26happened. And the reason they were able to do it that way is one of the quietest ideas of the
36:31entire
36:31war. And it did not come from Berlin or London at all. On the morning of the 2nd of December,
36:371943,
36:38the Canadians in huts 18-22 stood at parade and waited for the handcuffs. And the handcuffs did
36:45not come. No officer explained it, no order was read. The count was taken, the parade was dismissed,
36:53and men walked back to their bunks with their hands free, trying to work out whether it was a trick,
36:58a mistake, or a reprieve that would be cancelled by lunchtime. It never came back. 410 days from the
37:078th of October 1942. For some of the men, it took days to stop reaching for the cuffs at first
37:13parade.
37:14The wrists carried the marks, the pale bands where the steel had sat, the scarring from the creosote rope
37:20of that first winter. And a good number of them kept a set of the manacles, or a length of
37:25the chain,
37:26because whatever Berlin had meant by it, in that compound, it had come to mean something else
37:31entirely. The reason it ended in silence is worth understanding, because it is the exact shape
37:38of the whole problem. By late 1943, both governments were stuck. Berlin had announced the reprisal to the
37:46world, and could not simply stop without admitting it had achieved nothing. London had ordered German
37:53prisoners shackled in return, and could not stop first without appearing to concede. Two capitals
37:59holding positions neither of them wanted, over a punishment that was not working on either side of
38:04the war. The way out came from the humanitarian side of the argument. If neither government could afford to
38:11announce an ending, then there should be no announcement. Both sides would simply cease.
38:17No statement, no agreement, no admission by anybody. Let it stop being true, and let nobody say so.
38:25And Canada had already done exactly that a year earlier, for reasons that will sound familiar.
38:32When the order came to shackle German prisoners in Canadian camps,
38:35the Germans in those camps refused. At Bowmanville in Ontario, they barricaded themselves in their
38:42huts and fought the Canadian veterans guard for three days with fists, bottles, table legs,
38:48and hockey sticks. And reinforcements had to be brought in to get the manacles on at all.
38:54Canadian officials found the whole business distasteful and impossible to sustain. And by the end of
39:00that year, they had quietly let it lapse. Both sides had learned the same lesson from opposite ends of
39:06the war. You can chain a man's wrists. You cannot chain what he has decided about himself.
39:14There was a second thing that happened at Lamsdorff on that same 2nd of December,
39:18and it made the silence easier. The camp headquarters was transferred to Teschen,
39:23and Lamsdorff was re-designated. It stopped being Stalag 8b and became Stalag 344. New name,
39:33new number, new administrative arrangement. A convenient moment for a practice to disappear
39:39without anyone having to record its ending. So the chains stopped. What did not stop was everything
39:47the chains had produced. In June of 1944, two of the Dieppe men went out from a labor detachment at
39:53Teschendorf. Sergeant Seneca McMullen, of the Queen's Own Cameron Highlanders, and Corporal Gustav Nelson,
40:00of the Calgary Regiment, a tank man, got clear on the 9th, carrying papers identifying them as Swedish
40:07workers. They reached Svinamunda on the 11th, on the Baltic coast, and started looking at ships. On the 14th,
40:15they were aboard a Swedish vessel and out of Germany. John Kimberley, of the Royal Hamilton Light Infantry,
40:22made his third attempt that summer. He had already been caught at Dresden and interrogated by the
40:28Gestapo for a month after Czechoslovakia. On the 3rd of August 1944, he got out again, worked his way to
40:35Stetten, hid himself aboard a Swedish ship, and came ashore at Dalarou. All three men received the
40:43Distinguished Conduct Medal. Hubert Brooks, the Montreal airman who had traded his identity with
40:49a New Zealander to get through the gate, got out of German control and did not go home. He joined
40:56the
40:56Polish underground and fought with them, and he was awarded the Military Cross. I want to put those
41:03outcomes next to the original German intention, because that comparison is the whole story.
41:09The reprisal was designed to do two things, to force a British apology, and to make an example of
41:16the Dieppe prisoners so visible that no Allied soldier would want to share their fate. It achieved
41:23neither. Britain never apologized. And the example it made was of men who filed keys out of ration tins,
41:31ran a lookout system on their own barrack doors, swapped identities with allies who volunteered
41:37to take their place in irons, dug tunnels out of three separate huts in seven months, sabotaged
41:44German industry from inside labor detachments, and reached Sweden. Berlin had reached into a camp of 30,000
41:52prisoners, selected roughly 1,500 Canadians, isolated them, marked them, and told them every morning and
42:00every evening for 410 days that they were different from everybody else. They believed it. That was the
42:09problem. By the end of 1944, the men in those huts could hear something new at night, a low, uneven
42:16rumble
42:16away to the east, which was Soviet artillery, and which got closer every week. Freedom was coming toward them
42:24across Poland at the speed of an advancing front. And for prisoners who had spent two and a half years
42:30trying to get out of Silesia, the sensible thing to do was finally to sit still and wait for it.
42:36The
42:36Germans did not intend to let that happen. In the third week of January 1945, in the coldest European
42:44winter in living memory, the guards began emptying the camp and marching 30,000 prisoners west into the snow
42:50on foot. And Jack Poulton, 410 days in chains and three failed escapes behind him, walked out through the
42:59gate of Lamsdorff for the last time, and made one more decision about his war. On the 22nd of January
43:051945, the
43:07columns began moving west out of the gate at Lamsdorff into somewhere around 20 degrees of frost. The men went
43:14out in
43:15whatever they had, greatcoats, if they still owned one, blankets cut and worn as capes, boots that had
43:21been repaired with wire and pieces of tin. They carried what food they could, and pulled the rest on sledges
43:28built out of bedboards. And within a day, the roadside was littered with the things that had turned out to
43:33be too heavy. Books, boots, kit that men had guarded for two and a half years, and now could not
43:40carry another
43:41kilometer. This was the long march. Thousands of prisoners from Lamsdorff and the camps around it,
43:48walking west across Silesia and into Germany, in the worst European winter anyone could remember,
43:55on a route that ran for hundreds of kilometers and, for some columns, for more than a thousand.
44:01They slept in barns and in the open. Dysentery went through the columns. Men lost fingers and toes to
44:09frostbite, and some of them lay down in the snow and were left there. The guards were suffering too,
44:15and it is worth saying so. Most of them were old men from the territorial battalions,
44:21walking the same roads, on the same rations, in the same cold, without any better idea than
44:26their prisoners of where the column was going or what was left of the country they were walking into.
44:32Some behaved decently. Some did not. Both things are in the record. And somewhere in that column was
44:39a private from Kapuskasing with 410 days of chains behind him and three escape attempts on his file,
44:47facing the same question he had faced every time. Stay in the ranks or take the chance.
44:53Men did slip away from those columns. Some were shot doing it. Some walked into the arms of an advancing
45:00army
45:00and got home. What the record shows about Jack Poulton is that he came through the winter and that on
45:07the
45:0712th of April, 1945, he was liberated. He had been a prisoner of the German Reich for two years, seven
45:15months, and 24 days. He went back to Ontario and made a life. He married, he worked as a mechanic,
45:23and he lived until 2005. And late in life, when he finally wrote his own account of all of it,
45:31he put down a sentence that ought to be carved somewhere.
45:36There is no way to prepare a soldier to be taken prisoner. That is the thing nobody trains for.
45:43You can train a man to attack a beach. Nobody trains him for the morning when the attack is over,
45:49the ammunition is gone, the officers are dead or captured, and the rest of the war is going to be
45:57spent on the wrong side of a fence, with somebody else deciding when he eats.
46:04So let me go back to the morning we started with. October 8th, 1942. A German sergeant walking down a
46:12rank of Canadians with an arm full of Red Cross string, and the men in that rank shaking hands with
46:18each
46:18other because they thought they were about to be shot. Everything Berlin wanted from that moment
46:24was in the design. Isolate them. Mark them. Take the parcels, the mail, the sport, the classes, the coal.
46:35Make them dependent on each other for the most basic functions of a human day. Do it in front of
46:4130,000
46:42other prisoners so that everybody in Silesia can see what happens to the men who came from Dieppe?
46:49And the answer to the question in the title of this story is that every single one of those measures
46:54backfired. In the same direction, at the same time. Isolating them made them a unit. Marking them
47:03gave them an identity in a camp where identity was the first thing to go. Taking their comforts left them
47:09with nothing to lose and nothing to bargain away. Forcing them to depend on each other built the
47:16trust that ran the lookout system, the key production, the identity swaps, and the tunnels.
47:24And putting a lock on a man's wrist handed him something that almost no prisoner of war ever gets.
47:30A small, physical, winnable contest that he could win again the next morning,
47:35and the morning after that, for 410 days. The guards dreaded that compound because it was the
47:44one place in their camp where their authority had been proved to be a performance, and where the
47:49prisoners were the ones keeping the performance going. Every box of manacles left on a hut floor
47:55was a German admission, delivered by hand. They could never break the Canadians because by the time they
48:01understood what they were actually fighting, the reprisal had already built it for them.
48:081946 Canadians went into German captivity after Dieppe. Most of them came home.
48:14They came home to a country that spent the next 50 years arguing about whether the raid should ever
48:19have been mounted, and to a public that mostly remembered the beach and not what came after it.
48:25Which is why you can find plenty of people who know the date of the 19th of August,
48:30and almost nobody who knows what happened at Lamsdorf on the 8th of October.
48:36Some of those men kept a link of the chain. It sat in a drawer in a house in Ontario
48:42or Quebec or Nova
48:43Scotia for the rest of a long, ordinary life. Next to the medals, a small piece of dull steel that
48:51meant
48:51nothing at all to a grandchild who found it, and everything to the man who had put it there.
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