I was up in Germany. We were, I was again
on duty that night and
our duty officer of the night,
we were sitting somewhere or other,
a group of us and he came up and
told us that the war was over.
It was a great feeling.
They broke out a little bottle of something or
other and passed it around, I believe,
used to call it rations.
That was passed around and
we had a singsong and
we had a pretty nice time.
I, of course, had a guitar with me and
it was a great night, a great night!