Peace
"Christmas day, 1914, near Ypres, Belgium: Brutal trench warfare during the first year of WWI briefly came to a stop. German troops started singing carols at midnight; shortly afterwards British troops across no-man's land did the same. They called out for a cease fire, and slowly they emerged from their wet, cold, miserable trenches to meet in the middle and share brandy, smokes and family photographs. The dead were safely retrieved, buried, and grieved over. Some say there was even a football match until the ball deflated on some barbed wire."
And then of course the ugliness creeps back in...
"The Christmas Trust was not officially sanctioned, and military brass were frustrated by the show of civility. In subsequent years of the war, they made sure that troops were rotated to avoid friendliness, and bombings were thereafter especially harsh on the Holiday of Peace."
"Another Year" by Sven Davis from the Santa Cruz "Good Times" - a great weekly publication on happenings around town and other
But still... it is great how people are just people. And in the middle of the war they were able to sit down with each other and take a break.