"If I wasn't sure I was in the Philadelphia Navy Yard, I would bet this was Bremen or a Munich beer hall."
The U.S. bluejacket who spoke could make allowances for human curiosity. But this was something more. All week long, eager, smiling German-Americans (500 to 2,000 a day) had bustled aboard the Nazi prize cruiser Prinz Eugen to fete her Nazi crew. They carried dozens of white shirts, bags of sugar, cartons of cigarets, beer—trophies few victorious U.S. crews have received in any port.
On the Eugen, everybody spoke excited German. Voices were raised in beer-hall airs as the schnapps...
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