STATE SECRETARY FOR THE RUSSIAN PROTECTOR IN THINGS AND IN MORAVA, PRAGUE, inv. 1960, sig. 109-6/52

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hk FB 2.4,1 88 9 Unscre's Führer's birthday. Thousands of flags indicated that Brno was a German city and from hundreds of displays looked at us the serious eyes of Adolf Hitler. On the eve of April 20th, we went singing through the streets to the new town hall, whose courtyard has often been the place of our ceremonial hours.In the large rectangle, the men of the storm banner came and the comrades of the front double - row, turned to the speaker's desk, are to be promoted today. The ceremony begins.The voice of an SS-man is loud and loud, and the men are singing: The sky is grey......and then SS-Sturmbann-führer Judex speaks to us.In striking words, he calls back the image of that simple man who once became a reporter in the great war, a reportant of the eryaching Germany and is now our leader, our leader of the Great German Empire. Adolf Hitler!- What an epitome of the embodiment of German nature! Now our Obersturmführer Patzak steps down the ranks of the men who were promoted as praises of their mission-joyed service at the Schutzstaffel.With a warm handshake he hands over to them the new ID cards and the transport tickets. And out of the wide courtyard the word rises powerfully into the clear, quiet night: We won't break the word, not buben will be the same.Want to preach and speak of the healing German empire!Narrowly sound commands and dull sounds the likeness of the marching columns, which leave again the place of the celebration hour.