This week German civilians went to their cinemas and saw newsreels of winter on the Russian Front. They saw carloads of woolen socks and greatcoats rolling to the front through snow-covered countryside. They saw German sappers building wooden camps frankly labeled Winter Quarters, German tailors fitting fur jackets to tank crews, German kitchen police getting water by chopping holes in ice, German greaseballs sweeping snow off the wings of fighter planes.
Winter had come. In the far north it had come with sub-zero weather that made gun barrels so cold they burned flesh.
Around Leningrad it had come in great fogs, sleet and...
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