German soldier posing for a photograph with his children before going off to the war, 1914. The following is excerpts of Danish-German soldier Peter Poulsen's diary entry from the Western Front in June 1918, detailing of the tragic case of his Polish comrade. Translated by myself: ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ "Around 8 days ago we had welcomed a comrade back, a huge Pole named Gulochinsky. He was a reserved and quiet man, big and strong, and everyone held him dearly; but we also sensed that he had something on his mind. We tried to enquire on it, but no one could convince him to open up. The French attack never materialized. They took up positions in a forest some 3 km away, and those of us who weren't on guard then received the orders to sleep in those small dug-outs, where there were space for 4 men in each. Three of us had went inside and laid down, the fourth was the Pole. He too came inside and laid down quietly; but after a few minutes he stood up, walked over to me and grabbed my ...