High behind the thronging shipyards, docks and naval works of Hampton Roads, Va. stands a bleak hillside cemetery. In the yellow Virginia soil, in row on row of new-heaped graves (already there are over 50), lie the bodies of German U-boat crews.
The sea does not give up all its dead. Depth charges usually sink a U-boat without chance of survivors reaching the surface. Before each grave was heaped, FBI men examined every body carefully, made copious notes, preserved all papers and identification marks. When the war is over there will be a pitiful sheaf of dog-tags, letters and personal papers...
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