This particular thread about my good friend Gottfried Dulias was just brought to my attention. After reading the many disturbing messages that have questioned the authenticity of his formal service to his country is a complete outrage! After suppressing the countless horrors the he endured in the Russian Gulags for nearly 60 years, he has finally come to grips with the past and has made a very sincere attempt to enlighten that many generations since the war's end of the atrocities that were committed against him and his comrades! All of which were as harsh and in many ways were more extreme than the Nazi concentrations camps and inconceivably these atrocities continued on for many years after the end of WW II. More importantly the captures that supervised the Russian Gulags were never ever punished for their actions and the countless lives that were exterminated long after the end of the war! Gottfried was a captive in the Russian Gulags until January of 1948! It was not until he had become too ill to work and too stubborn to die before he was finally released. At his time of release he had been reduced to a mere walking skeleton of only 32 Kilograms (70.5 pounds) at 6'-2" tall!
The following is personal reply directly from Gottfried about the many personal negative posts that have been written about him:
My dear friend Bob.
I thank you very much for your E-mail with the negative report. What really amazes me, is the vast quagmire of bickering and unproven accusations and name-callings and the use of lack of proof against my story as evidence of guilt, is so un- American and unbelievable, that this is happening here in the good old USA, where Freedom of speech is one of our sacred rights as citizens.
And being convicted in public ( here by inter-net) as an imposter, charlatan, liar and what not etc, is so hurting, that words for this injustice I cannot think of in my shocked and appalled mind.
I had no idea, that such a vast army of accusers and doubting Thomas's about my book and the truth about it exists. I feel like a lonely mouse that is chased by an army of cats and have no way to stave them off.
I knew of only one doubting Thomas, that Mr. Chorney told me about with a hint, that more of his kind are possibly after me for the validity of my writings and found it beyond my dignity to have to defend myself in that 'small' matter. Mr Mike Chorney, by the way, is only one of the very few in that Forum Thread, who warned against unproven convictions in this matter. I didn't even know about the existence of that Forum and now I am overwhelmed by such a barrage of vultures trying to put me down and eat me alive for telling the truth as I remembered it after all these more than sixty years!
What do they want me to do, admitting that I am a liar and imposter against my better conscience ?
In my book in the Foreword on page XIII and in the Introduction on page XXIII I state clearly, that due to the suffering of brainwashing while in the Gulags of Russia and the starvation I had to go through I wound up as almost a zombie who had lost a lot of his short term memory, in that I am unable to recall exact names, dates and locations and tell my war experiences only in flashbacks of the many episodes as I have remembered them after so many years.
Pictures of the happenings came up in my mind but names and places and location-names escaped
all my efforts to recall them, even names of my best friends and fellow pilots, including the names of my two faithful mechanics who did such a good job in keeping my Gustav 109 in the best of shape.The Russians did a thorough job in washing a lot of my memory away forever.
Even now, while reading my book for the sixth time, some shreds of more memories are flaring up here and there but still no names of former comrades and dialogs, as well as location names,etc come up. Only vivid pictures of that, what I lived through.
It especially hurts me, that I am even accused of making up the story of my life in the Gulags of Russia, but for that I have proof in the form of the official Russian post cards we POWs were allowed to write home with attached answer cards in late 1946. Those cards I have and I also had the official Russian discharge from prison document. Unfortunately it 'disappeared' from my display while lecturing a fairly big audience in Boalsburg, PA two years ago. So, now I have only the correspondence cards and the things I made while in the prison hospital, among them the booklets of the diary on Russian cigaret paper and the school-book pages I got from a Russian boy, that I made more booklets from. There is some Russian printing on the cover page to "prove", to my false accusers and bickerers, that they are genuine Russian.
So what am I going to do, against this vast army of vultures, for I have no other proof to proclaim my innocence. Here I am standing alone, as God is my witness and with the knowledge, that I did my best that I am capable of, to have told my life's story upon request of so many people to make it known to the general public, what POWs had to endure in Russia, and that is something nobody else has ever written about to the best of my knowledge.
I was against writing this book, it was too hard to bring up those dreadful and painful memories until I was finally "persuaded", to put it mildly, by so many people and my co-author and Lady friend Dianna Popp to get over my reluctance of causing more of the nightmares I was suffering, just thinking about those three painful years.
But it turned out to be the best therapy, no more nightmares, now I can fearlessly talk and think about my terrible time in the Russian Gulags and am no more negatively effected.
My military experiences were not so important for me to write about,it was anyway only a short part of my life, while there are hundreds of thousands such stories on the market. But the truth of life in the Russian Gulags was and is my main concern and effort to bring it out for the world to know. That's why the title of my book: "Another Bowl Of Kapusta" is pertaining to the"Main Event", the center of my biography.
I really should fight these 'Know it Alls" and so called "historians", but I would take up a war that I probably cannot win, there always will be those doubtful Thomas's and Know it Alls around, that are eager to show to the people in the world, that they are doing them a favor by their "corrective bickering" and 'search for the Truth'. No matter what harm they are causing with their unproven accusations.
Not one of them ever had the courage to contact me personally and tell it to my face, that I am an imposter and liar, only from the safety of a forum they are spreading their poisonous opinions behind my back and I was never aware of it until now.
How can I, as soon to be a 82 year old lone "defendant" take up this fight? I am too tired for that and would put an unnecessary load on my shoulders, knowing I told the God's honest truth.
And for that I am punished?
So, I will not let it bather me and get sick over it, end of story !
If you, my friend Bob, want to take it upon yourself to send this, my statement, to those doubting Thomas's. I give you my wholehearted permission herewith.
It is a well known fact, that in the turmoil of the last few Month of WWII and the thorough, incessant bombings by allied planes not only towns and factories suffered great destructions, but the trains and railroad tracks, which were the main way of transporting war material and records to and from the fronts. Trucks as well as planes of the Wehrmacht and Luftwaffe were also destroyed that way, and those that survived, often could not function for lack of gasoline. The whole system of communication and transport was in a total disarray.
So, it is no wonder, that a lot of documents and important papers got lost and destroyed, evidently mine among them.
Even Mr Prien's three volume book about JG 53 Pik As is not absolutely complete, and hat he never heard of me, was evidently caused by those above mentioned destructions of records near the end of the war. So, I fell through the cracks and now being punished for it through no fault of my own. I rest my case and plead innocent, Justice will prevail !
Horrido !, and cheers,
Gottfried, the triumphant survivor.
The following is personal reply directly from Gottfried about the many personal negative posts that have been written about him:
My dear friend Bob.
I thank you very much for your E-mail with the negative report. What really amazes me, is the vast quagmire of bickering and unproven accusations and name-callings and the use of lack of proof against my story as evidence of guilt, is so un- American and unbelievable, that this is happening here in the good old USA, where Freedom of speech is one of our sacred rights as citizens.
And being convicted in public ( here by inter-net) as an imposter, charlatan, liar and what not etc, is so hurting, that words for this injustice I cannot think of in my shocked and appalled mind.
I had no idea, that such a vast army of accusers and doubting Thomas's about my book and the truth about it exists. I feel like a lonely mouse that is chased by an army of cats and have no way to stave them off.
I knew of only one doubting Thomas, that Mr. Chorney told me about with a hint, that more of his kind are possibly after me for the validity of my writings and found it beyond my dignity to have to defend myself in that 'small' matter. Mr Mike Chorney, by the way, is only one of the very few in that Forum Thread, who warned against unproven convictions in this matter. I didn't even know about the existence of that Forum and now I am overwhelmed by such a barrage of vultures trying to put me down and eat me alive for telling the truth as I remembered it after all these more than sixty years!
What do they want me to do, admitting that I am a liar and imposter against my better conscience ?
In my book in the Foreword on page XIII and in the Introduction on page XXIII I state clearly, that due to the suffering of brainwashing while in the Gulags of Russia and the starvation I had to go through I wound up as almost a zombie who had lost a lot of his short term memory, in that I am unable to recall exact names, dates and locations and tell my war experiences only in flashbacks of the many episodes as I have remembered them after so many years.
Pictures of the happenings came up in my mind but names and places and location-names escaped
all my efforts to recall them, even names of my best friends and fellow pilots, including the names of my two faithful mechanics who did such a good job in keeping my Gustav 109 in the best of shape.The Russians did a thorough job in washing a lot of my memory away forever.
Even now, while reading my book for the sixth time, some shreds of more memories are flaring up here and there but still no names of former comrades and dialogs, as well as location names,etc come up. Only vivid pictures of that, what I lived through.
It especially hurts me, that I am even accused of making up the story of my life in the Gulags of Russia, but for that I have proof in the form of the official Russian post cards we POWs were allowed to write home with attached answer cards in late 1946. Those cards I have and I also had the official Russian discharge from prison document. Unfortunately it 'disappeared' from my display while lecturing a fairly big audience in Boalsburg, PA two years ago. So, now I have only the correspondence cards and the things I made while in the prison hospital, among them the booklets of the diary on Russian cigaret paper and the school-book pages I got from a Russian boy, that I made more booklets from. There is some Russian printing on the cover page to "prove", to my false accusers and bickerers, that they are genuine Russian.
So what am I going to do, against this vast army of vultures, for I have no other proof to proclaim my innocence. Here I am standing alone, as God is my witness and with the knowledge, that I did my best that I am capable of, to have told my life's story upon request of so many people to make it known to the general public, what POWs had to endure in Russia, and that is something nobody else has ever written about to the best of my knowledge.
I was against writing this book, it was too hard to bring up those dreadful and painful memories until I was finally "persuaded", to put it mildly, by so many people and my co-author and Lady friend Dianna Popp to get over my reluctance of causing more of the nightmares I was suffering, just thinking about those three painful years.
But it turned out to be the best therapy, no more nightmares, now I can fearlessly talk and think about my terrible time in the Russian Gulags and am no more negatively effected.
My military experiences were not so important for me to write about,it was anyway only a short part of my life, while there are hundreds of thousands such stories on the market. But the truth of life in the Russian Gulags was and is my main concern and effort to bring it out for the world to know. That's why the title of my book: "Another Bowl Of Kapusta" is pertaining to the"Main Event", the center of my biography.
I really should fight these 'Know it Alls" and so called "historians", but I would take up a war that I probably cannot win, there always will be those doubtful Thomas's and Know it Alls around, that are eager to show to the people in the world, that they are doing them a favor by their "corrective bickering" and 'search for the Truth'. No matter what harm they are causing with their unproven accusations.
Not one of them ever had the courage to contact me personally and tell it to my face, that I am an imposter and liar, only from the safety of a forum they are spreading their poisonous opinions behind my back and I was never aware of it until now.
How can I, as soon to be a 82 year old lone "defendant" take up this fight? I am too tired for that and would put an unnecessary load on my shoulders, knowing I told the God's honest truth.
And for that I am punished?
So, I will not let it bather me and get sick over it, end of story !
If you, my friend Bob, want to take it upon yourself to send this, my statement, to those doubting Thomas's. I give you my wholehearted permission herewith.
It is a well known fact, that in the turmoil of the last few Month of WWII and the thorough, incessant bombings by allied planes not only towns and factories suffered great destructions, but the trains and railroad tracks, which were the main way of transporting war material and records to and from the fronts. Trucks as well as planes of the Wehrmacht and Luftwaffe were also destroyed that way, and those that survived, often could not function for lack of gasoline. The whole system of communication and transport was in a total disarray.
So, it is no wonder, that a lot of documents and important papers got lost and destroyed, evidently mine among them.
Even Mr Prien's three volume book about JG 53 Pik As is not absolutely complete, and hat he never heard of me, was evidently caused by those above mentioned destructions of records near the end of the war. So, I fell through the cracks and now being punished for it through no fault of my own. I rest my case and plead innocent, Justice will prevail !
Horrido !, and cheers,
Gottfried, the triumphant survivor.