Author/s: Philipp Von Boeselager
Format: Hardback, 176 Pages
Publisher: Weidenfeld and Nicolson 2009
This was a very interesting read, but wasn't quite what I expected considering the title of the book. Philipp Von Boeselager was not an average German. His family home was a 300 year old moated castle surrounded by acres of land filled with game for hunting. Indeed a large portion of the early chapters are taken up with describing his and his elder brother Georg's love of of hunting. Also described at length was the religious and classical upbringing and education that he and his Brothers received.
This background is important though because it shows that he grew up with a strong moral code. However it also shows the dangerous disdain for 'politics' that this strata of German society had. They felt themselves above such matters and as such were wilfully detached from the National Socialist movement which swept through German society at that time. Such political naivety amongst the landed classes made them blind to the cancer that began to grip their country in the mid 30's. Ultimately however this detachment, among what would later become the officer classes of the Wehrmacht, sowed the seeds of a resistance movement which had always been separate from a society permeated by Nazi ideology and fear.
Philipp and Georg's evolution from apolitical gentry through loyal soldiers to members of a resistance was a long and subtle one. Both were Cavalry officers and severed closely through most of the war and their early years in the Army were typical for a landed officer class. At times it felt they were 'playing' at soldering with daily pursuits including equestrian and hunting activities. Their baptism in combat came during the invasion of France and the author didn't seem to be overly concerned with the moral legality of invading a neighbouring country, although some of his actions in combat (negotiating the uncontested withdrawal of a french unit from a town to minimise casualties on both sides) would have raised eyebrows with his superiors had it been reported.
The real test of the author and his brother came with the invasion of another neighbour, this time Russia during Operation Barbarossa. As the lightning advance slowed and stalled and as winter gripped the vast interior of Russian, both officers began to realise that the goals of their National Socialist leaders did not include the welfare of their men. Disillusionment began to set in and slowly they were drawn into a growing circle of plotters that would eventually become dedicated to the removal of Hitler and the 'liberation' of Germany from the Nazis.