My mates grandfather has been forced labourer in WW2, taken to Germany. He didnt talk, but hated their gut all his life.
He lived across the milk factory. When a German trucker stopped and asked where he could find the milk factory, he said "turn around here, take a right on the end of this road and when you keep going straight ahead, you'll get where you need to be" (the provincial road that leads back to Germany)
Then my mate, a kid at that time, asked "but grandpa, shouldnt you say the milk factory is across the street?" To which grandpa replied "50 years ago they knew the road damn well around here, and if he doesnt, he'd better ask his grandpa !"