It was said of the troops in France that they ‘lived like the Gods.’ All my comrades slapped me on the back when they heard where I was going, and called me a lucky swine and so on. And you know, when I joined the 716th Infantry Division in France, I realised what a lucky swine I was. The food was excellent, and it was possible to buy virtually anything that you wanted on the black market.
A Wehrmacht Bon Vivant, eh?
