George Irbe on why some Letts joined the SS:
I was born in Riga, Latvia, in 1935 . . . In June, 1941, mother was warned by an acquaintance (turned communist, but apparently with some human decency left in him) not to be home on a certain night. She understood the cryptic message and escaped with me and my little half-sister on a crowded train crammed full with Red troops. That was a stroke of luck; the Cheka had no way to check the papers of people on that train. We escaped to a very remote corner of the country. I still have memories of the crowded railway car, and the relief of the grownups some weeks later when a German motorcycle recon squad pulled into the farmyard one misty summer morning. Now at least we could stop living in constant fear . . . even according to Rosenberg's (Hitler's expert on race) classification, Latvians were #2; that meant: behave and follow orders and you have a chance to live . . .