After the Friends meeting that young George Trofimoff first attended, some of the Friends asked that he tell more of his World WarII experience in Germany. So, he promised to put together a presentation, practice his English and return the next Sunday.
When Sunday came, George was prepared but nervous about his English. He had been working hard on it but still didn’t feel confident. As he began to speak, he began to feel better, and he was surprised that the words were coming a little easier than he had expected.
In his talk, George described the misery and hardships all people throughout Europe had to endure because of the Nazi desire to control the world. He told of the atrocities committed by Soviet troops entering Czechoslovakia, who claimed to be liberating the country, but in reality, were simply changing one occupier for another.
The congregation was astonished to hear about all the misery created by Soviet troops. They had thought of them in terms of an ally in the war. George told of how the Russian troops accorded the former Russian prisoners of war captured by the German army during their offensive in the Soviet Union. He told the people about the execution of former POWs who had joined the Russian Liberation Army of General Vlasov. That vision was still strong in his mind. Some nights he would dream of it, as in a nightmare. He told the people about how hundreds of former Russian POWS were transported in cattle cars back to the USSR never to be heard of again. German POWs were transported in the same type of cattle cars to Siberia.
The congregation didn’t understand why the Soviets were so brutal to their own people, until George explained that the captured were White Russians, the ones who had fought for the Czar in the Bolshevik revolution. They, and in some cases their sons, had turned to fight against the Soviets in WWII.
The Elders thanked George for his presentation and suggested that he should repeat it and his experiences with the Soviets at some of the local colleges. Uncle Paul later arranged for a presentation at two colleges in Hartford. However, George found that the students were not particularly interested in his stories of atrocities committed by Soviet troops.
I write of George’s life and the jury trial that ruined his life in my book: “Observer: The Colonel George Trofimoff Story, the tale of America’s highest ranking military officer convicted of spying”.