Hi Bill, I am new to your site, I leave next wk for Europe. I found out in june this year my Father was Nadporucik Stefan Medo based at Zvolen in August 1944. He was only 21 at the time (put his age up 25 on the books) When Colonel Talsky fled to the Russian Front during the battle of Bankska Bystrica he left behind the Czechslovak 1st national army to defeat 70,000 strong German Military. My Father was quite brilliant spoke 12 languages. (hoping to do the same) and he was pivitol in continuing the fight for the next 2 months. He would converse with Slovak, Rumanian, French, Ukrainian Partisans to keep the operation going. After 2 months he suggested a cease fire and he was shot at close range by a Slovak Partisan in the head, A bullet lodged in his brain and he survived for another 34 years. His close friend Brokes got him out and somehow across the border south to the Americans and they got him to a military hospital in Frankfurt???? I have all his original documents from this time on including US special printed money for survivors and Czech money from the time. All his photos in uniform and passports etc. He also worked in espionage and would infiltrate Prague under the operative Michal Korok (have this document too) I didnot know him that well only when little before he became very ill. He was incredibly handsome and met my Mother a married aristocrats daughter in Mentone at Killara Tower House. he arrived in Australia in 1949 and in 1956 employed as a Gardener at the house and had a Lady Chatterleys with my Mother. I was the result some years later. My Mother adored him but my existence was subjective to a wealthy family so I annoyed them, very much a Cinderella upbringing brought up in the servants quarters etc. I contacted the Slovak Consul here and he is being pressured from above they knew of my Father but his demise embarrasses them and because I exist I am still the Subjective PErson. I exist therefor I am an annoyance to the Slovak Republic. I was trying to get residency but it has been blocked. The sole purpose to research my Fathers background and his demise. He was an incredible and forgotten man but I hope to set the score right. He was not a Biely Czech or the so called white Czech. He hid his identity from us and was told by his own authorities to keep a low profile as the Petrov Affair was in full swing in Australi in 1959. (Russian Agents tried to kidnap a wartime couple from melbourne, intercepted in Darwin) I was shocked, horrified and humbled to learn my roots this year and am going to Krusovce to place flowers on Grand Parents graves who I never got a chance to meet. So you see, i am a product of WWII but I do feel cheated and would appreciate any help anyone could muster. I dont look Australian I look like a very Blonde Slovak and would love to learn more. Thanks please write to me.

Yours Ingrid Medova