Why German POWs Begged America to Keep Them After WW2 The wind, a furious, invisible entity, had ruled the Kansas prairie all day. It scraped across the corrugated iron roofs of Camp Concordia, a sound like a thousand distant sighs. Inside the mess hall, the heat from the kitchen struggled against the pervasive, bone-deep cold of February. But on this Tuesday, February 12th, 1946, the air was colder still, suspended in a silence far more unnatural than any noise. Six hundred German prisoners of