Kasse (no relation to the Walcheren Kasses)
was an organic chemist in his native Holland.
Ernest, the camp genius, had already earned
two doctorates and was working on a third!
Only language ever caused misunderstand
ings. At dinner one night Gibby asked for po
tatoes, but by the time they reached him from
the other end of the table, they had turned
into bread.
People back home have asked us how boys
from nations so recently at each other's throats
got along together. We answered truthfully:
"Just fine. We were a bunch of guys with
shovels, not rifles."
Waltzing in a Brielle Houseboat
We caught Vittorio dressing up one night
while he rattled the windows with Neapolitan
love songs.
"Stasera plenty ballare," he informed us.
"Dancing at music boat tonight! Andiamo,
my paesani!"
Eager to see the Latin technique tried
out in the Netherlands, we wrent. All the
maids and blades of Brielle were on hand.
Nationaal Foto-Persbureau, KLM
•t1 Machines of War Turn
the Tide at Ouwerkerk
When this picture was taken, on the
morning of November 6, 1953, all other
large gaps had been restored. Before mid
night this breach, too, was closed, and all
Holland stood again behind her ramparts.
Concrete Phoenix caissons, designed in
England for the Normandy invasion, won
the Ouwerkerk victory. Here two of the
7,500-ton giants rest in the last gap, and
two more await their turn. Through pipe
lines (upper right, on trestle) huge float
ing dredges suck sea-bottom sand for fill.
<-The dike's repaired, the water's gone.
Now's the time for little Dutch girls to
scrub scooters.
Ilannes Rosenberg 398
