Bombs and Charlie

December 20th 2014



World War II in Europe ended in 1945, and when Charlie and I were stationed in Germany twelve years later, bullets, mortars, and other explosive devices were still scattered about. When I showed this photo to my boss, he said we shouldn’t have picked those things up. He was right, I lamented, and explained that we put them down very gently.


This blown up bunker was actually an underground hospital near Bitburg. Charlie and I let ourselves into it on a 20 ft. rope. We had flashlights so we wandered from room to room until we reached another entrance a half-mile away. Water was dripping everywhere and rusting medical equipment littered every room. It was really eerie and I had no inclination to collect any souvenirs in that place.




59 thoughts on “Bombs and Charlie

  1. wow, I came across some old bunkers in the Grunwald in Berlin. They were left over from the Berlin Brigade that was stationed there after WWII. I wanted to go in them, but my German friend said that drug addicts were living in them and it was not safe. I have learned recently that the government has filled them in now.

  2. So what I hear you saying Forrest is that Somethings are better left where they belong.

    • Amy …Where’s your adventure… That would have been a cool place to explore. I was in an old mine and found some dynamite that had sweated on the outside. I picked some of it up and was playing around with it and my friend freaked out and refused to hang with me after that… I probably wouldn’t do it again. LOL

      • Woody
        You shouldn’t pick up deadly things. Besides I’m afraid of the dark. I’m not into looking in caves I will send my strong husband in. 🙂 lol

  3. Love your thirst for adventure and exploration Forrest.
    Your story reminds me of the time I snuck into the firing range looking for practice rounds on one of the bases I was stationed at. An yeah the Base commander got wind of it and I had a little explaining to do 🙂

  4. OK I watch too many movies! I can only imagine this bunker/hospital as the scene of some really good scary movie thrillers!

  5. I don’t know what to say to this one. I guess just “Subscribe.”

    I consider myself adventurous, but I think I would draw the line at picking up what could be live bombs. On land, I have about the grace of an epileptic giraffe. No one would come even close until I blew myself up. 🙂

  6. Mr. Fenn, thank you again for sharing. In retrospect, I wish I had taken photographs of the areas I have been to. Some were restricted and now are covered with time, and lost to history. I do not remember who said it, or the exact quote; that we must understand history – or where we have been – so we do not repeat our mistakes.

  7. That sounds pretty creepy Forrest! You are way braver than I am. I don’t think I would have touched anything in there if I had gone in there. I might have picked up the bomb though if it were outside laying on the ground.

    • I’m the same way, Carolyn. I most likely would have picked it up, too. I’ve never been the sharpest tool in the shed. I think, in general, most people are that way…meaning LOONEY. However, even you and I would pick up something, I’d bet you and I are smart enough NOT to do what is being done at about 1:54 in this instructional video. 🙂

      Sadly…as history books describe…our so-called “leaders” are dumb enough to do something like that as they’ve done it time and time again. It’s really not funny at all.

    • yep , Happy “early” Anniversary Forrest and Peggy ! Enjoy your friends and family during Christmas…. Easy on the cookies though 🙂

  8. I was stationed on the U.S.S. Desert Ship down in southern New Mexico. After five years at sea that was my last stop. Anyway, being land locked was they way to go. I enjoyed taking my breaks and I would head north. There were tons of gold on my left of the story my grandmother told me about when I was 5. My walks brought me upon the past technology being tested by time. Lay on the floor amoung the arrow heads and pottery shards were the cluster bombs that were still ring tight. I was told not to step on them. Heck, I decided to pick one up just because I could. Softly it went back to regain its time. I love being on the desert. It is a world of great expectations. I can still hear the desert today.

  9. ff, how would you like to excavate and chronicle this site? Wonder if there are any old land mines in there, perhaps we should wait thousands of years and let those Archaeologist of that time find out. Here is their antheim come to think of it you remind me of Sting, what with his condemnation of war as a great waste of people and places. I concur with you since I remember the terror in the eyes of the Americans I evacuated from embassy’s in the 60’s after Political Policies went wrong. US Navy 1964 to 1968. Amphib, go Gators!

  10. So Brave Forrest and thank you for your service and love of America and Her people. God Bless you and yours this Christmas season and all through the next year. I see clues in this story and will research it and take heed when checking into anything connected to bombs and underground places yet to be officially discovered. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year from MS. Girl and all of her Family!!! God Bless the Adventurers…….


    • I can see why he didn’t want to show that picture to his mom – she’d probably be mad at him for picking up unexploded bombs!

      • Crazy-
        I place nearly all “linked” photos on the lummifilm server. I have limited space on this server and want to avoid having to pay for more if I can. The lummifilm server has more available space and is my preferred server for extra images and videos…
        If you putz around on the blog you will find many items being served up by lummifilm rather than

        • Freak Ya! Bomb-diggety! It’s probably a good thing Forrest’s Mom didn’t know about that…but all things considered…he looks old enough that she must have known him pretty well by that point…and although she would have worried…I would guess she wouldn’t have been surprised by it. 🙂

  12. Charlie and you were definitely brave to wander the rooms of the hospital. I watched programs on the television where is showed similar times and it was pitch black. Knowing what the building was and having it silent would be eerie to say the least. I’m glad you didn’t show your mother the photo of you holding on to the unexploded devices; she would have fainted or given you an ear full. Yet, knowing her son, she’s probably say, “That’s my Forrest.” 🙂

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