I have written blogs about World War II and the Nazis before. And as terrible as those stories are, as I get into the Nazis, I always manage to find another more hennas and cruel than the last. This blog is about such a story. And I believe I will never find one as low and inhumane.

When we talk about ghost towns, in most cases, they are located in the old American west. California, Colorado, Arizona, Wyoming. These are where the old towns died. The gold or silver mining shut down and the towns dried up. But there are ghost towns all over the world. This blog is about such a town in France. No, the mining didn't shut down. Nor did small-pox run rampant though the town. The town in France is called, Oradour-sur-Glane and it fell victim to another disease called the Nazis.

On June 10, 1944, at the height of World War II, this fair sized village was just trying to get along with their lives, doing what most folks do every day. But this would be, for 95% of them, their last day of life.

The Nazi SS rolled into town and when many tried to escape, they found that the whole community had been surrounded. Before the SS left that day, Almost every man, woman and children in Oradour-sur-Glane would be dead. Either shot and/or burned alive. There was no shortage of brutality that the Nazis wouldn't do.

What I find strange is how any of these "soldiers" could have gone home and faced their mothers, wives or looked their own children in the eyes.

This blog is dedicated to the citizens of Oradour-sur-Glane who died that day in 1944. There was no reason for this slaughter, but there was no reason for the Nazis and, sadly, they both happened anyway.