What Did Your Parents Credit Their Survival To?

My mother spent a year hiding in the woods when she was 18. She surrendered by herself to a male labor camp, figuring that at least she would know every morning where she wakes up. My dad organized some kind of a black market with the kitchen around food and potatoes,. or potato peels more correctly, and and manage to actually feed the germans as well. He ate better, as he said, when my dad was there than when my dad would go to the factory. If you went to the factory, you basically lived another week. Ah, because ye had to walk an hour and a half in frozen weather too to get there. So is just stories of how they beat the