The sirens were already howling. No-one was allowed outside any more. We stood at home in the back room, with its view of the upper village, at the Kalla Villa, with its view of Keilberg and Fichtelberg. There was a terrific uproar in the sky. […] Suddenly there were several hollow thuds. […] In the field silver strips lay around, hexagonal, incendiary phosphorus bombs, yellow, long-distance fuel tanks […] In the lower village there was a unique spectacle. In the roof of my school was stuck the complete tail of an American aircraft. You could see the fin above the elevators. For me that was then a German victory across the board.