Whatever happenned to the pen-gun, the Q pill, and all the weapons issued to you by the OSS?
When The American Colonel came to meet me in Salonica he asked to see our “hiding place”. The .38 and .45 cal. pistols, the grenades and the “pen-gun” were to be surrendered to OSS personnel at a hotel the OSS had rented near Salonica’s waterfront. The two Q-Pills I had on me, one in my trousers and the other in the lapel of my jacket, were still hidden on me up until I went to Athens where I thought I did not need them anymore, finally flushing them down the toilet. When they were issued to me at the OSS office in Smyrna, Turkey I always thought they were giving me good luck, holding one many times in my hand and hiding it between my fingertips and palm. I always thought they looked so harmless. That’s probably what the Germans thought about me.
When The American Colonel came to meet me in Salonica he asked to see our “hiding place”. The .32 and .45 cal. pistols, the grenades and the “pen-gun” were to be surrendered to OSS personnel at a hotel the OSS had rented near Salonica’s waterfront. The two Q-Pills I had on me, one in my trousers and the other in the lapel of my jacket, were still hidden on me up until I went to Athens where I thought I did not need them anymore, finally flushing them down the toilet. When they were issued to me at the OSS office in Smyrna, Turkey I always thought they were giving me good luck, holding one many times in my hand and hiding it between my fingertips and palm. I always thought they looked so harmless. That’s probably what the Germans thought about me.
