On 29 January a guard post shot a Schalburg member in the arm at bedtime, when he was sitting down and taking off his clothes.
In early February my good friend Svend Jensen was admitted to the National Hospital, where he suddenly died after the operation.
On 10 February, in the kitchen, something was accidentally dropped into our food that we could not tolerate, and from 21:00 until well into the following morning we had to stand in a queue at the small house. (It normally only has space for 10 men at a time.)
At the same time we were now allowed to exchange letters once a week.
On 13 February 1946 I again had a visit from my wife and little daughter, where I was told that my brother had been in court and received 4 years for having been in the “Free Corps Denmark,” after which he later began serving his sentence when his appeal to the High Court was rejected.
My old schoolteacher, who was also arrested on 5 May 1945 and had spent most of the time in hospital, was sentenced in March 1946 while on his sickbed to 2 years in prison.
On 29 March 1946, after 10 months in prison, we were issued a bedsheet. (Things were slowly improving.) My father, mother, and brother also visited me together with my wife.
On 5 April I received an invitation from the judge to appear in court.