C: "So we went in and you went through and they had these great big fences, well the nearest thing I can think of is anchor fences in this country. Of course they were all electrically charged, of course the charges were off when we went there, but they were electrically charged. They had like block houses all around them with machine guns and searchlights. There were, I think there were two rows of them, you went through one and then you went through another, finally you were on the inside of the camp, which consisted of like barracks buildings of the roughest and most rudimentary kind. The thing that caused me to feel terrible were some of the poor inmates who were still there, who under their own power couldn’t get out, couldn’t move on their own. It looked exactly like skeletons with human skin over them and no meat in between, so to speak. Their eyes bugged out… it was just a terrible thing. And yet, these… for lack of a better word, things, were still alive."
K: "How many would you say were still alive?"
C: "Oh I couldn’t give you an idea, Kathy. It was a, a, there were many of them. They were just sort of lying there."
K: "Many in the sense of a hundred?"C: "Yeah, it must have easily been a hundred. They were, for lack of a better word, it looked like in somewhat of a stupor. They had been starved, it was obvious. They looked more dead than alive, though I understand that there are still survivors of Buchenwald today."
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