The Siegfried Line . . . (continued)
"Pill-Rollers"--Title of Glory
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"THE Medics, having given first aid in the field wherever possible, were still faced with the problem of evacuation of the wounded that
night. An advanced 'collecting station' had been set up under the last ridge and the Corpsmen worked all night changing
dressings, administering morphine and trying to make men as comfortable as possible until the exhausted litter bearers could carry them out." |
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All of the above quotations are from eye-witness accounts. They are authentic, vivid and as accurate as is ever possible under such circumstances. It is interesting to consider the same first-hand reactions of another person who was not an infantryman himself but traveled with them and saw substantially the same things as were seen by these others. The diary of an artillery observer gives us the opportunity to do this. Thus, on February 23rd: "We moved our location to a wooded area near Ferschweiler today. The company marched but we went ahead in a jeep. Found out that the battery was only a short distance from the company. Went there and got some mail and ate chow with them. Saw a captured Jerry landing field in which were some wrecked JU 88s. (February 24th) . . . a last-minute check-up of all our equipment . . . ready to go at a minute's notice. We got the orders for the attack this afternoon . . . cross the Prüm River right after the 5th Division and then move forward making a front of our own . . . river was very high from recent rains. (February 25th). |
COLLECTING COMPANY |
"Will Adjust!"
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"THE crossing was made near Schankweiler. Met no resistance and moved up the high hill in front of us. Must have been 800 ft. high with a forty-degree slope, covered with forest and heavy undergrowth. It was very difficult carrying the seventy-five pound radio. Had a hard time staying with the infantry, but we managed somehow and reached the level ground at the top about daylight. We took some prisoners whom we caught napping. Continuing on to our objective we moved down a deep draw and caught some Jerry mortar fire. Kirk had a tree burst less than twenty-five yards from him but he didn't get a scratch. Moved up the side of the draw and had a sniper take pot shots at us. Two men were hit, but we finally located him and made one more good Kraut. We continued on and were then pinned down in a tongue of woods overlooking an open field about 150 yards wide. They had machine-gun cross-fire on us and a direct-fire artillery piece was giving us fits with tree bursts . . . I moved to edge of woods with another 536 (radio) and brought artillery fire on the enemy artillery gun. Capt. Brown (our battery) then fired artillery preparation on the entire woods opposite us. The company, after spraying the woods with machine-gun and small-arms fire, kicked off across the open field at 1400 hours, Kirk and I following with the weapons platoon. Despite heavy machine-gun, sniper and mortar fire the Company moved forward about 700 yds., mopping out the woods as they went and dug in a defensive position about nightfall. Saw Capt. Brown and he had received a head wound from enemy shell fire. He, after making up fire plans against enemy counter-attack moved to the rear for first aid. Talked to Capt. Mayberry (commanding E Company) then and found out that the company had suffered heavy casualties. One platoon . . . badly shot up and Lt. Lemarr . . . wounded. Kirk and I set up the radio and fired unobserved fire on the Kraut mortars which were again shelling our positions. After the mission we damaged the radio while taking it down. With no radio communication except through the infantry radio, we dug in and managed to get a few hours of restless sleep." |
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The other sectors, in the meanwhile, were no less active. 1st battalion elements had pushed off, part of them in the vicinity of the 2nd battalion, crossing near Schankweiler, and the rest of them well below the town of Holsthum. The timing and the close coordination of the separate flank attacks were the special features of this move. 3rd battalion, after leaving Ferschweiler, was still proceeding in a straight line towards Holsthum on the western bank of the river, where it would take over and occupy positions previously held by the 10th Infantry. Here they would sit, figuratively crouched on their haunches like a cat swishing its tail pendulously, waiting for a mouse to scurry into sight. Actually the entire move resolved itself practically into a complete encirclement. |
More Water
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HOLSTHUM was a village built--or rather sprawled--on two sides of a
river. To the west it had merely a few scattered houses dotting the side of the slopes which ran down to the
Prüm. Then, at the river's edge itself, it had a few more buildings.
Chief amongst these was the one which cam e immediately to be known as
"the Castle at Holsthum."
Directly across from this point was what could be called the main town with houses crammed together close to the river and then climbing in a thick cluster from here up into the high ground
beyond. Some two hundred yards upstream there had been a bridge--but this was blown by the retreating
Germans. And right at the spot where the town straddled the stream was another smaller stream pouring into the
Prüm. This was the Enz and it too had had a bridge across it only
recently, connecting the castle with the other bank. All it now possessed was a very
rickety, makeshift, yard-wide foot bridge which trembled and wavered with the step of each man who set foot upon it. |
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This was a ringside seat if ever there was one-the ideal kind, where someone always gets knocked out of the ring and into the laps of the audience.. The third floor (just below the roof, which several artillery hits had already air-conditioned) was a loft through the windows of which all the town on the other side of the river could be plainly seen. It commanded a good stretch of the Prüm River and the closer high ground around and behind the town. From here it would be possible to see the actual action of encirclement. Seventy-five to a hundred feet away was the other shore--and the Germans. There men were at a key point here for it was through Holsthum that a good deal of the regimental flow of supplies and men would take place. |
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Dog Watch
WITH them were some artillery forward observers and a forward element of engineers and a platoon of the 10th Infantry. Before very long the 10th pulled out on orders. Their outfit was moving in another direction. So for a while this little group stayed in the Castle, moving around very little, even stifling their coughs and their sneezes, showing no lights and attempting no weapon firing. Their mission was to observe and report. When their presence became too widely suspected by the enemy their value to the regiment would be at an end. They were careful. But nevertheless it was a weird feeling to live there in this quiet and unobtrusive fashion and wonder about enemy patrols, about enemy artillery, about the civilians who were in the same house with them, and about their own men who had already crossed over. When would they begin to show up on the other side of the river?
A day later K Company of the 3rd battalion pulled into the Castle with them and scattered its men in the other houses on the river's western edge. This was a consolation but also a tightening of the nerves--for this meant that zero hour could not be too far off. Messages began to flick back and forth. Regimental command post was on the qui vive for every scrap of information it could garner from every source.
A network of lines began to build up and grow from this little beginning in the Castle. The radios were on; the "Double E-8's" were augmented by sound-power phones; the intricate system of gathering information, and sifting and resifting it had begun. News, rumors, reports, gossip from all sources were important. Coordinates had to be gone over carefully--particularly for night work when this station changed over from observation to principally listening. These were the times when azimuths must be taken without benefit of moon or candle or flash. The regimental "Gestapo" had begun its work.
These were good men. There was Walter Stern, (19204628) later killed near Zeitz. He did a good deal of interpreting and investigating of civilians while at this spot. There was Bob Brueske--a jeep driver without a jeep, pinch-hitting on the two hour watches. There was Joe Sucharyk, a big six-foot three-er, steady, reliable and level-headed who later on was to prove his other value to the regiment as a Russian interpreter. There were "Bananas" Pasquinucci and Chris Lassarus, from California and Chicago,--but both of them acting as cool and collected as if they were back there instead of on the Prüm. There was S/Sgt. Marique, who had been recently acquired from the Medics back in England, in charge of the detail at the Castle. And back at the billet-OP in West Holsthum was the squad leader, Sgt. John Ridley, and "Count" Dorko on the radio and T/4 "Wee-Willie" Weiss on overall communications and Pfc. David and others as well. The preparations had been well made. It was even planned that as the action progressed a line and phone would be set up into one of the high trees on the slope above the billet so as to improve the range of observation.
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