MvR received the Iron Cross

“…I have time to ponder, my thoughts always drift in the same direction, the mothers are always with their sons in the field in spirit. I can consider myself proud and happy. Both sons made it to this day safe and sound. A grenade burst on the saddle of Manfred’s horse when he happened to be dismounted on patrol. Nothing happened to him, only a splinter cut his cloak and the bottom of a bullet crushed Aunt Friedel’s beautiful gifts of love into a shapeless pulp. Now a new parcel is about to go out to him. By the way – how can you forget! – Manfred has been awarded the Iron Cross. We are all delighted about this honour…”