Tipsy into the spring
24. March 1943
The next day was Sunday, at the same time spring. There were Marketenderwaren. I didn't so something still and watched interested in splitting these things. Brandy and liqueur were collectively drunk in the evening. Of course the old warriors have made ready two young Gunners us after all. It is still beautiful, so easy to be dazed. One lives in a different world, my heart was so funny. The conclusion was: I fell, where I stood. This had the day, where I for the first time a sitting had, I found a degree. – We had to drive the next few days in the forest with, order to make tribes there to strengthen of the position. It is everywhere so common, that will be sent the new to all of the work, It makes you even do not like to. We had to win us just the confidence and respect for our superiors and comrades. At that time I saw in Mr UFW. A strict Theissen, factual and zealous man. First time I met correctly it. On it I come back later. We were handled two newcomers, the same right and we've got just the right wind.
