The Germans were going through our village looking for members of the resistance.
Normally everyone received advance warning of a sweep, were able to slip out the back and seek out a place of temporary refuge until they could return to their homes. This time was no exception. The trouble was my grandfather was quite sick and was not able on this occasion to make himself scarce. He had no alternative but to leave it in God's hands.
As the Germans finished up their sweep, there were three houses in a row between two bridges left unsearched, an oversight.