[Writing home to his mother and father after a long battle with the enemy.]
“The waterlogged terrain could not absorb the rainfall. Within just a few hours rain, the roads would be transformed into a bog. and one walked in mud up to their knees.. It has now been raining for two days and nights in a row, and most men fled their bunkers last night around one o'clock, because they feared drowning there. If this continues, we'll have to live above ground, and be eaten alive by either the hundreds of mosquitoes, or Soviet bullets.- Per Sorensen, Captain of First company.” [pronounced Pear-Sore-Ensing]