Karel Budil

“Ordinary military service took two years. There were rumors we should go home after these two years. We were getting ready for a civilian life already, but suddenly we were told our military service had been prolonged: we were not class-conscious enough, we needed more reeducation. We had to carry on. If someone wanted to leave he had to sign so called ‘labor contract’ for another 3-5 years in the mining or the building industry. Only after that they let us go.”

“We were regularly paid, but certain amount from our salaries was used to cover the meals, the cloths and the accommodation. Approximately one third of everyone’s salary was deposed on a bank account. This money we were supposed to get in time we were leaving military service. But then came the monetary reform and we lost almost everything. Money were changed only up to 50, 000, - Czech crowns. So we got only around 1, 500, - crowns each for all our work during the service in the PTP.”

„My younger sister had at home her bottom drawer for future wedding. They confiscated it and had exposed it in a shop with defamatory signs: ‘the ground squirrel Budil lives like that – he piles up goods, deprives the state of food and other staff’. Representatives of the national committee from Hořovice were instantly coming to our home and store. Every time they had some official papers that a control is needed whether my father had not concealed some goods. They were looking especially for money, gold, dollars, etc.”

“A political training was led by lower officers who knew at least something. Lieutenants and higher ranks officers were so stupid and uninformed that they had to finish immediately after they had started. Among us were well-educated people from universities who were able to ask questions. After some time the whole thing diverted in such a way that they were lecturing us instead. Otherwise the political training was all time the same: about the USSR, dangerous imperialists, etc. There was nothing to learn. The officers brought some newspapers and read something from it, talked about Russian pilots who lost their legs, about the cow Nikita, which gave 60 liters of milk, about super-humans living in Russia and that everything went perfect there: ‘The USSR is our pattern and our salvation!’.”