rumblings from behind, to hear hundreds of whinings and screamings overhead; and to hear, see and feel the tons of shells burst as one.There were certainly a lot of Germans who just barely saw the New Year in.Burning Butgenbach kept the skies glowing for five days and nights and we watched withoutsaying much. It was a gloomy sight. The idea of breaking up the party left us feeling dismaluntil we came to realize it was all part of the game—the deed, cruel as it seemed, brought nearer the day when we couldcelebrate New Year s Eve in some gay night spot back home without some artillery spotter zeroing in on us with a horribleT-O-T.