John Desmond Peck
John Desmond Peck (1922-2002) was born in Woollahra (New South Wales), and his experience in the war began very early, as he enlisted in 1939 in the Australian Imperial Force. He would later forge his birth documents, claiming to be four years older, to be able to fight in Europe.
He reached the Old World on the Empress of Japan, landing in Palestine, where he received his first training before going to Egypt. He was deployed in Greece, and soon after, was captured by the Germans on the island of Sfakia on 1 June 1941. Three days later, he escaped, reaching the far side of Sfakia and living on the run in the mountains. This was the first of a long series of escapes and recaptures that would mark his life in the following years, as he joined the local resistance in both Greece and Italy.
In the spring of 1942, John joined forces with another Australian escapee, Claude Dunn, and the Greek partisan Pandivakis to attempt to travel east, seeking contact with the Allied forces. However, during their journey, they were captured by a group of Italian soldiers near the town of Lasethi. The Italians brought them to the central command and then to Rhodes, where they stood accused of being spies coming from Egypt.
On 1 June 1941, John was transferred from Rhodes to Bari, marking the beginning of his peregrination among the Italian prisoner camps. Initially, he was sent to PG 75, Torre Tresca, then to PG 65, Altamura, and later to PG 57, Udine. However, this was not his final destination, as he was moved again to PG 103, Vercelli, in April 1943. On 13 June 1943, John and another 13 prisoners attempted to escape. Only four of them succeeded, including John; however, they were recaptured on the Swiss border by an Italian patrol. A prisoner once again, John was put in isolation because of his escape attempt, and while he was being kept separated from the other PoWs, Italy surrendered.
I was doing solitary when the Armistice was signed and some of my friends broke down my cell door and we all headed for the country. I stopped and hid in a house of an Italian friend in Vercelli, with Claude Webb, another Australian.
The inability to come out into the open and be recognised, combined with the desire to help others escape who shared his fate, led John Peck to devise a plan to rescue other prisoners of war and to wear civilian clothes.
After about ten days I changed my uniform for civilian clothes and started contacting people in the town who were willing to help, feed and clothe the escaped POWs hiding in the country. There were quite a few willing to help so I picked out the most influential and formed the first liberation and resistance committee in the province.
Thus, John quickly became the cornerstone of a network of committees involved with rescuing escaped PoWs in the northern part of Italy. The groups were linked by John himself, who travelled by train to connect them. Soon enough, however, the lack of money and physical fatigue started to wear him down, and John decided to contact the National Liberation Committees (CLN) of Turin and eventually the Central Committee in Milan (CLNAI).
I was getting short with cash by this time, so towards the end of October I got in touch with the Committee of Liberation in Turin, and they offered to help me with money, clothes and men […] the job was expanding daily, and our resources were almost exhausted, so I asked the Central Committee of Liberation in Milan for aid.
During this period, the 1943-1944 winter, John managed to establish a Central Escape Committee with branches in all major Italian cities in the North, and reaching as far as Fiume (Rijeka) and Rome. His efforts enabled a large number of escapees to move northward and find safety in Switzerland.
image taken from the Luciano Giachetti-Fotocronisti Baita photographic archive, courtesy of Istorbive
In February 1944, his work continued without much risk. However, his area was targeted by repeated Nazi-fascist anti-partisan operations and eventually John was caught in the home of one of his collaborators, Oreste Ferrari, wearing a German uniform.
I attempted to shoot my way out but failed and when taken was put against the wall of the house for execution. While searching the house, the SS found certain documents which they wanted me to explain before I was shot, but I refused. They tore the German uniform from my body and belted me with their fists, boots, and rifles, but after an hour of this and I wouldn’t talk, they gave up and took me down to German HQ at Luino.
Since he refused to talk, John was brutally beaten and tortured. Finally, he was put in front of a kangaroo court on 16 February 1944 and locked in isolation in cell 48 in San Vittore prison (Milan). He was sentenced to death after a period of 75 days in prison. However, the day before his execution, John was able to escape thanks to an Allied air raid. Undeterred, he returned to Piedmont, in Vercelli, where he began to reorganise his Central Escape Committee.
Ultimately, in the summer of 1944, he crossed into Switzerland, only to return to Italy shortly afterwards and join the Resistance. In this period, he changed his name to avoid being recognised.
My orders were to carry on as before, i.e., sabotage, espionage, organizing and fighting. As my own name was known to Germans and Fascists who had published it with my photograph, I was given the name and paybook of Captain Fishlock to go back with […]
Partisan warfare in Italy was a complicated affair, as victories followed defeats and vice versa. At one point, John reacted indignantly to what he perceived as Italian mistakes, threatening to pull back from the Piedmontese Resistance after a spat with the local commander, Cino Moscatelli.
When Omegna fell, I was there burying one of our English boys who had been killed in the battle for Gravellona. I was so damn mad that our boys who were willing to fight were being thrown away like that for nothing, that I pulled all our English fellows and sent them home to England.
During the autumn of 1944, John became the commander of the Lombardia and Matteotti brigades in the Ossola Valley, which the partisans had liberated during the summer. However, this period also marked the beginning of furious Nazi-fascist attacks against the Resistance, and, despite fighting bravely, the partisans were eventually overrun. John managed to cross safely into Switzerland, not without remorse:
By dawn on the 23rd of October, all our men had crossed the frontier, and though I hated to do it, I, with my four remaining officers, went through after them. We were the last to leave.
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