I really had no clue

When Carol and I started talking about what our fathers had done in the war and just how little we knew about it, I went into the basement and found a small box of photographs that belonged to my dad. I knew that the pictures were taken by him during the war. I had even looked through them before. As I started to sort through them and read what was written on the back of the photos I was amazed. One of the first photographs was this one: Hitler's home in Berchestgarten. How could I not know that he had been there and seen that? And really, that was just the beginning.