Word: stalingraders
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Berlin's end came two years and four months after the salvation of Stalingrad. It came 16 days after the armies of Marshals Georgi K. Zhukov and Ivan S. Konev lunged for the Nazi capital, twelve days after they reached its streets. The date was May 2 and the time was 3 p.m.-Moscow time...
...insignificantly monstrous become the absolute head of a great nation. It was impossible to dismiss him as a mountebank, a paper hanger. The suffering and desolation that he wrought was beyond human power or fortitude to compute. The bodies of his victims were heaped across Europe from Stalingrad to London. The ruin in terms of human lives was forever incalculable. It had required a coalition of the whole world to destroy the power his political inspiration had contrived. How had it happened? If it was necessary to exterminate Hitler and his works, it was equally necessary to try to understand...
...ashes of death, Berlin stood as a monument to the enormous sufferings and the monumental resolution of the Red Army, and imperturbable Marshal Zhukov had been the chief instrument of that Army's victory. Up from the darkest days before Moscow, up from the bloody pit of Stalingrad and the snows and mud and dust of the Ukraine and Poland, he now stood before Berlin as one of the truly great military leaders of World...
...division commander, stocky, solemn, Major General Emil F. Reinhardt, crossed the Elbe in one of several flimsy racing barges commandeered from a German boathouse. Next day the V Corps commander, Major General Clarence Huebner, arrived and was presented with a tattered Soviet flag carried all the long way from Stalingrad. By that time the place was swarming with G.I.s and the fraternization was uproarious. Both the G.I.s and the U.S. brass hats learned that Russians are the world's most enthusiastic proposers of toasts, and the most capable consumers. The supply of vodka seemed endless...
...dear, quiet please. Today is the most happy day of our life, just as Stalingrad was the unhappiest when we thought there was nothing to do for our country but die. But now, my dear, we have the most crazy of our life. You must pardon I don't speak the right English, but we are very happy so we drink a toast. Long live Roosevelt!" A comrade whispered Harry Truman's name; the speaker looked at him blankly and went on: "Long live Roosevelt! Long live Stalin! Long live our two great armies...