Profound and Sometimes Preposterous Ponderings of Pete

The wolf has shed its wooly guise, a shredded family its bloody prize. It doesn't care for the flock it scatters, nor the fragile souls its ego shatters. As long as it can feed on strife and hate, Its devouring lust nothing can sate. Glowing orbs in darkness seek, Complacency, and ones who are weak. So beware of whom, you let through your door, guard your house like never before. The gentle bleating with sudden flourish, fiercely growls and all will perish.

Ever come face-to-face with your own history? Today I did.  I had the blessing and humbling honor to meet the man who was responsible for my life and the lives of my family.  Today I met Matthew Duffy, formally, Sgt. Matt Duffy. Sgt Duffy served in the U.S. Army during WWII. Why is he responsible for my family's lives?  Come with me on this incredible tale and find out.  My father, Gottfried Kligmann and his brother Samuel Kligmann were imprisoned in Dachau concentration camp after their half brother turned them in.  They were scheduled to be executed when the US Army arrived an hour ahead of schedule.  Sgt Duffy was one of the soldiers who arrived at that time. Here is a snippet of his story which he related to me today. His battalion, the 2nd Ranger battalion, was attached to the 101st,, airborn battalion but he was with the ground troops.  They were to make a coordinated ground/paratrooper strike on a target. The airborn soldiers were behind schedule and the ground troops wer