I love historical tidbits. Heres’ one I never heard about in my 77 years.
Conspiracy theorists usually get it totally wrong – like Pizzagate, where the Democrats were running a child abuse ring in the basement of a Washington pizzeria. Some moron actually believed the story and showed up with his gun ready to free the children.
One old classic conspiracy theory was that a Hitler escaped to Argentina where, hiding out with the other Nazis lived to a ripe old age. Its only half right.
He moved to New York City, joined the US military, got married, had kids, and died in the late 1980s. You can even visit his grave at the Holy Sepulcher Cemetery over in Coram, on Ling Island, New York.
William Stuart-Houston, which wasn’t his real name; he was born as William Patrick Hitler.
He was born on March 12, 1911 to Alois Hitler, Jr. (Adolf Hitler’s half-brother) and his first wife – Bridget Dowling. Unlike his infamous uncle, however, Willy was born in the Toxteth Park section of Liverpool, which made him British.
The couple had met in Dublin when Alois was living in 1909; in 1910, they married in Marylebone in London and moved north to Liverpool, where William Patrick was born. The family lived in a flat at 102 Upper Stanhope Street, which was destroyed in the last German air raid of the Liverpool Blitz in January 1942. The 1911 British census shows that Alois worked as the chef waiter in the “Lyons Café” – a Jewish-owned business.
In 1914, Alois left the family on a “gambling trip” to Europe and was either stranded there with the outbreak of World War 1 or had planned to abandon his family to begin with.
In any case, he stayed in Germany and abandoned the family, marrying bigamously, leaving William to be brought up by his struggling mother. He had another son, Heinz Hitler, by his German wife. Heinz, in contrast to William, became a committed Nazi and in 1942 died in Soviet captivity.
Alois got in trouble with the German authorities for his bigamous marriage and was bailed out by his first wife Bridget who declared she didn’t want him anyway. In the mid-1920s he wrote to Bridget asking her to send William to Germany’s Weimar Republic for a visit. She finally agreed in 1929, when William was 18. Meanwhile Alois’ half brother Adolph was rising to power.
William began spending summer’s in Germany enjoying the power of his name – partying, eating at fine restaurants, meeting women. Rather than distancing himself from his uncle, William began taking advantage of their mutual last name, galivanting around Berlin. He was, shall we say, a very shallow, opportunistic young man.
In 1933 he moved to Germany permanently hoping to capitalize on his uncle’s new found fame and power, requesting Uncle Adolph to find him a position. He wound up working at the Reich Kreditbank and began to enjoy his new life as a Hitler family member. He was with the bank for most of the 1930s; then at the Opal auto factory and finally as a car salesman.
He obviously needed more than just the name to cash in. His situation in this new Germany did not amuse William, and he showed his dissatisfaction to his uncle, constantly lobbying for a more important position.
Hitler began referring to him as “my loathsome nephew.’
Then William made a big mistake. He tried to blackmail Uncle Adolph, threatening to sell embarrassing family stories to the newspapers if he didn’t get William a higher paying job and treat him better. It’s been reported that one threat involved spreading the rumor that Hitler’s paternal grandfather was really a Jewish merchant, Leopold Frankenberger and Hitler himself was illegitimate (a rumor that his since been disproven.).
Now trying to blackmail Adolph Hitler while living in Germany is, shall we say, not a very wise thing to do. It didn’t go over too well. Hitler responded that if William wanted a high ranking position in the Reich he would have to renounce his British citizenship and become a German citizen. After all, the Fuehrer couldn’t appoint a British citizen to a senior job in the German Reich.
William Hitler, wisely sensing a trap used his British passport to return to London where he wrote a 6 page article for Look magazine entitled “Why I Hate My Uncle.” In January 1939 the newspaper magnate William Randolph Hearst brought him and his mother to America for a lecture tour. They were both “stranded” when WWII broke out on September 1st; he was no longer safe or welcome in Germany and no one in England would conceivably hire someone named Hitler for a job.
Eager to prove that he wasn’t anything like his uncle, Willy tried to join the US military.
Legend has it that he went to his nearest draft office and introduced himself, to which the recruiting officer replied, “Glad to see you, Hitler. My name’s Rudolph Hess,” Willie was known to be the nephew of Adolph Hitler and the U.S. military said “no thanks.”
It didn’t matter, at the time, because the US was determined not to get involved in Europe’s mess. Things changed when the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor in December 1941, forcing America into the war.
The following year, Willy wrote to President Franklin D. Roosevelt, asking permission to join the military. The president had j. Edgar Hoover, the FBI’s director, look into it. Hoover scrutinized Willy’s background and cleared him. It wasn’t that the military needed his service; it was his propaganda value; Hitler’s nephew fighting against the Reich.
On March 6, 1944, Hitler joined the US Navy as a Pharmacist’s Mate (now called a Hospital Corpsman). Three years later, he suffered a shrapnel wound while on duty, and was discharged with a Purple Heart.
Bridget raising money for the British war effort before America’s entry.
By then, the world knew what his uncle had done. Buckling under the pressure of it all, Willy finally changed his name to Stuart-Houston, a reference to Houston Stuart Chamberlain, one of Hitler’s philosophical role models. In 1947, Stuart-Houston married Phyllis Jean-Jacques, who had been born in Germany in the mid-1920s. After their relationship began, William and Phyllis, along with Bridget, tried to live a life of quiet anonymity in the United States. They moved to Patchogue, Long Island, where William used his medical training to establish a business that analyzed blood samples for hospitals.
William Stuart-Houston died on 14 July 1987, in Patchogue. His widow, Phyllis Jean-Jacques Stuart-Houston, died in 2004.
As for his sons, they allegedly made a pact to destroy the Hitler line by never marrying or having children – something Alex, the oldest, denies. In 2014, Willy’s diary was discovered in his mother’s former Long Island home, and though verified as authentic, has yet to be published.
As to Hitler’s tomb, you’ll have to look for it under the Stuart-Houston name’