chute with leaves. He packed leaves against his arm and side to stop
bleeding from flak wounds. He stayed in the depression until dark, and
then he started walking west. He evaded for 7 days walking at night and
hiding during the day. Sands lived on kohlrabi which was being harvested
in the area at the time. It tasted awful. He finally got to a river with
a little white boat down on the bank. He knew he had to get to that boat
to cross the river and perhaps into Belgium. He moved toward the boat when it was a bit too light and was captured. He was severely beaten by German civilians. He was taken to a nearby small
town and thrown into a dungeon like jail that was full of rats. He spent
the night fighting the rats. He couldn’t lie down at all because if he
did the rats would be all over him. The next day he was taken by a
soldier and turned over to the Luftwaffe. Sometime during this, he was
intensely interrogated because the Germans thought he was some sort of spy
or insurgent on a secret mission, he was far from any downed aircraft.
Sands gave the standard military name-rank-serial number for every
question, this went on for many days. Finally a German Officer came in and said: Oh Lieutenant you are so stubborn, telling us only your name, rank and serial number. Then he proceeded to tell Ernie where he (Sands) was from, where he went to school and collage, when he entered the service and what bomb group he was from. He also had a picture of some of the 458th planes taken at the Group headquarters back in England. After this he was thrown into solitary. Days came and went, finally Sands was sent to the Stalog Luft 3.
Mooseburg. On April 29 of 1945, a tank belonging to Patton’s forces burst through the fence and liberated the camp. Some time afterward Patton himself visited the camp in his staff car. Ernies friend, Charles Woehrle got ahold of a loaf of bread from one of the liberating troopers and gave it to Sands, it was Sand’s 24th birthday the next day.
After eating the black German bread for so long, this loaf of bread tasted like cake! He shared it with his 11 roommates, one of which was Marshall Draper, the first American POW to be taken by Germany when he was shot down on July 4, 1942.
Sands cautiously answered yes, and the caller said, “You pushed me out of the plane that day. You helped save my life! My name is MC Miller.” For the first time, Sands knew MC’s last name. Miller said, “We are coming to visit.” Concerned about the man’s condition Sands said, “No, you don’t. We are coming to visit YOU!” Sands and his wife got in the car the next day and drove from North Dakota toTennessee. Sands found Miller healthy as a horse with no signs of his terrible injuries. Perfect eye sight. BOTH EYES!
SOURCES: Personal interview with Ernest Sands, Phone interviews with Robert Ferrell and MC Miller. Much thanks to Darin Scorza for the Missing Air Crew Report and information on the plane and crew. Darin is the 458th Historian and 458th BG web site manager, his site is www.458bg.com
Ernest Sands served as North Dakota Lieutenant Governor from 1981 to 1984. Sands is now retired and lives in Bismarck ND.