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Erich Kuhnholz (b. Germany, 1926), blinded veteran from the Second World War (WWII). "I had a premonition. We were in France, by the German border, looking for where the American troops were stationed. On our way back, in a field, I thought; there could be mines here. I looked at the ground and something exploded in my face. My comrade carried me on his back, back to our lines..After the war I went home. I walked around in rags and we were hungry. There was no radio and I had nothing to... more »Erich Kuhnholz (b. Germany, 1926), blinded veteran from the Second World War (WWII). "I had a premonition. We were in France, by the German border, looking for where the American troops were stationed. On our way back, in a field, I thought; there could be mines here. I looked at the ground and something exploded in my face. My comrade carried me on his back, back to our lines..After the war I went home. I walked around in rags and we were hungry. There was no radio and I had nothing to do. In the evenings, my father would read the paper or a book to me. Those were my only happy moments..In 1947, I went to a school for the blind in Marburg. I was a judge for 30 years. This was sometimes difficult. As a blind person, you cannot rely on visual impressions to gauge the credibility of the people in front of you. Still my impressions didn't deviate from those of my colleagues. Sometimes my impressions were even better than their's. I can sense more uncertainties in a story; I hear more.".. « less
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