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CHAPTER  II
 

THE SEGUY FAMILY

French identity cards of that period were easy to reproduce since the card itself could be purchased from any tobacconist.  The same merchant also sold the revenue stamp, the mark of an official document.  Photomatons, the rage at the time in department stores, railroad stations, and other public places, furnished the necessary photographs.  The only real difficulty was in obtaining the official stamp of the locality which was supposed to have issued the card.  This stamp is what officially tied the picture to the document.  Generally it depicted a large seated Marianne, with the name and the department of the locality inscribed in a circle around it.  A pair of thumb prints and the signature of the owner made the document complete.

My first false identity card originated on November 11, 1942, from the Préfecture of the Hérault Department, of which Montpellier is the capital.  Georges Crespy, a Graduating Class student of the seminary, knew a sympathetic official at the Préfecture.  Georges delivered my photo and pre-printed card, purchased that very morning, to his friend, who filled in the name and personal data.  Thus Pierre Séguy was born.

I had not even chosen this name for myself.  I later learned that it was taken from an advertising calendar from the "Dock Séguy," a local supermarket, which hung on the wall at the Préfecture.  Pierre was a biblical name.  (It was almost mine, since my mother wanted to call her twins Peter and Paul.  My father, I was told, chose the name Herbert because of his admiration for Herbert Hoover's relief work in Europe after the First World War.)

Crespy had worked for the 2ème Bureau, the intelligence arm of the French Army, in 1939.  At his suggestion, we chose Amiens for my new hometown, since its city hall and all its records had conveniently burned to the ground during the German Invasion of 1940, making the verification of the document strictly impossible.  I retained my birth date (November 5, 1921) because of the old undercover officers' trick of asking for this point blank:  The answer would have to be totally automatic; the slightest hesitation would give away a fake identity.  Georges also told me never to turn around or react in any way to my old name whispered behind me.  This was another classic device used to unmask agents whose prior name had been found out.