Berlin, Richard E., 1894- / Diary of a flight to occupied Germany, July 20 to August 27, 1945.
With American boys in the Alps, pp. 85-86 PDF (424.3 KB)
Alps on the Tegernsee a lovely lake. Here are the press head- quarters for the Third Army. Motoring down the autobahn through the glorious pines in the foothills of the Bavarian Alps, we saw hundreds of destroyed Nazi planes. We also saw a U. S. Army airfield, on which were parked, wing to wing, approximately 500 superforts-as far as the eye could see. What an impression to leave the dead, cold, rainy, clammy Berlin at 8 a.m. and then be in this charming country, 35 miles outside of Munich, for dinner. With American Boys in the Alps Strolling around, we met up with a G.I. who was a shell-shock patient. Entering a German beer garden, we went to the second floor where there was a sign displayed, "Civilians not allowed." The MP, thinking we were German civilians, wanted to throw us out, but when we laughed and joked with him, the boys began to realize we were Americans from home. We identified our- selves by showing our Army cards and passports and from then on were the center of attraction. They asked us questions galore. Boys from California, boys from Omaha, Brooklyn, etc., all had just one thing in mind-WHEN ARE WE GOING HOME? We spent an enjoyable evening buying them beer. Monday, August 13 Having promised the G.J.s of the previous evening I would join them for breakfast in their mess, I arrived at 8 o'clock. We ate cafeteria style-2 fried eggs, bacon, orange juice, bread and coffee. Never have I eaten a better breakfast-the American Army certainly eats well. I promised many of the boys to write to their parents telling them they were well and enjoying life in this gorgeous Bavarian setting. 85
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