A Hungarian Jew (escaped from Hungary after Russian Invasion), an American Technician, and a Greek Patriot worked on the generator. They spent days and I suspect they were their happiest days. They rebuilt the generator. All they got paid  was the beer I bought every day.

The people of Munich were some of the nicest we’d met in Europe. I specially enjoyed the beer taverns where big strong women dealt out beer in huge tankards. They would carry these heavy trays with the beer piled high! The smallest tables sat at least 6, usually more. We had some enjoyable times.