Masseik
This is the barn where we were hidden in Agimont. As you can see, like so many other farms in the area, the home is attached to the barn.
See from down the road, Ernest's home on the left just past the church. Views similar to these file photos of Spitfires were seen. Flying in formation, roaring by strafing and attacking the local German airfield, brought the war to, literally, to our back yard.
During the fine weather, we hid out in the grounds of the estate of the Count de Paris, Pretender to the Crown of France. The magnificent chateau was nearby.
Ernest was shocked beyond belief when, in 1969, I wandered into his pub and asked, “Do you recall the Canadian airman you helped in the war?” We had a great reunion! Ernest had left the farm to his son and was now the proud proprietor of a pub, Chez le Finge in Marlienbourg. We returned in 1971 where Ernest spoiled us to a magnificent meal, far more than we could eat. He laced the desert with so much lacquers, that Stephen, who was fifteen at the time, was categorically tipsy. The picture on the right was taken in 1973, when hair and sideburns ruled!