The aroma of fatty sausages sizzling was everywhere, like you'll only find in Thuringia. Now a deep roar was audible, and all the people walked to the street, as if they had been commanded to do so. A sparkling banner fluttered from the first tank, held by soldiers from four armies. The sun broke through the clouds, and was reflected in the trumpets and trombones, sparkling in a thousand droplets that still hung from the leaves and stems. Vehicle after vehicle stopped, the soldiers disembarked and fell into line.
Songs rang out and conversations stopped.
Now it was Britt and Bert's turn with their orchestra. The ranks dissolved without command, and in the end both sides were winners, the Young Pioneers of Brenbach having a clear advantage. The next day the newspapers were full of pictures from the event. Especially recognizable were Britt with his trombone and Bert with his base drum. Go to the German Propaganda Archive Home Page.