We five in the work brigade cheered again at the end of that work day when the foremen were standing at the project exit gate. waiting for us. None of us in the work brigade owned a car. We were accustomed riding a trolley and walking to work. The foremen owned cars. They were party members and were privileged, but they didn’t want to haul the five of us around, so they drove ahead of us telling us they would see us at the Kellar. The walk to Zum Kellar was only a kilometer away, ...