My grandfather and his brother, having spent a year in captivity in Russia, along with 2 other friends, made a break from a military camp. From mid-August to mid-November 1945 they crossed some 2000 km on their way to find their family. They moved at night, taking it in turns to sleep and to keep the fire going. They foraged for food, but they also had some supplies with them, like crackers and tobacco, matches and some sugar, which my grandfather had been collecting for months before the escape