Ice, Mice, and Lice
Diary of a Stosstrupp Leader (Part 17)
This post continues the translation of the diary of a German soldier who fought in the First World War. Readers can find links to other posts in this series in the following guide.
19 January 1917
A frightful snow storm hit us over night. In the morning, we found our trenches full of wind-blown snow. The entrances to the shelters were completely blocked with snow, so that we had shovel ourselves out. Once again, we stood duty for twelve hours. We thought that we wouldn’t be able to stand this for much longer.