Looking Back

This blog features poems by a native New Englander and octogenarian, as he looks back on the stomping grounds of his youth -- Chaffee's Woods, Kent Heights, Beach Pond, Escoheag, Wood River -- and his army days in Europe towards the end of WWII.
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Tuesday, August 30, 2011

MY ARMY DAYS: World War II (11-20)




            -11-
We were dropped at least for now
At our Company B
It was just a place to eat and sleep
Until we were assigned
For where we went was just a guess
It could be anywhere
But we all knew that it would be
A rifle company.

We stayed there for about three weeks
There was not much to do
And so instead of playing cards
As some were wont to do
Just two of us decided that
We’d see if we could use
Some of the company’s weapons
A mortar was our choice.

We did receive our Captain’s praise
That we did choose to learn
So he suggested that we take
Some practice rounds with us.
And so we went across the road
To the big parade ground
And here we practiced all day long
To set that mortar up.

            -12-
At first we were not good at all
In setting up the gun
But time and practice did hold sway
‘Til we were hard to beat.
We’d set it up, put in the sight
And get it leveled true
Right on one of the three main stakes
That we’d set to our fore.

Now that we could set up the gun
We started to learn how
To fire the mortar where we would
And so used practice rounds
They would not go so very far
That mattered not at all
We had to learn just how it felt
To fire off those rounds.

So we took turns in setting up
The mortar right from scratch
I’d be the gunner once around
And he’d be my second
Then when we’d fired off all six rounds
We’d swap our positions
And in this way, all by ourselves
We were good mortar men.

            -13-
So finally we were assigned
And much to our dismay
My buddy who had trained with me
Was sent off somewhere else.
He went to Fox and I to Love
Both rifle companies
But then our private training paid
Off very handsomely.

Because we knew so much about
This company weapon
We were assigned as first gunners
In each mortar section.
And so we settled down again
And started in to train
We learned the nomenclature of
Our weapons and the rounds.

We trained as squads, which had five men
Then later on we tried
To handle all of our three guns
In such a manner as
We might in combat when that came
But had no real live rounds
So we could never tell if we
Could hit a target well.

            -14-
We trained at first with our platoons
In company attacks
Then worked with our battalion with
Two companies in front
The third was held back in reserve
But followed very close
The regiment was next in line
And so our training went.

We finally did get to fire
Our mortars with live rounds
As our riflemen went forward
We fired over their heads.
We dropped six rounds in rapid fire
About four hundred yards
Then as our men got near our fire
We moved to eight hundred.

This was the last time we did fire
Our mortars with live rounds
All knew our time was getting short
We’d soon be overseas.
It was the time for furloughs now
But each would wait his turn.
Mine did come up in mid July
And I was off again.

            -15-
This time however I did have
Ten days of furlough time
With five days extra that we got
To use for traveling.
I caught a train to St. Louis
And then up to New York
From thee I headed home again
I took the Boston run.

And when I got to Providence
I took a taxi home.
I met my mother at the door
And gave her a big hug.
She knew that I was coming home
And had my days lined up.
She wanted me to visit friends
And relatives galore.

But when I said I wanted days
With Paula all alone
She told me that my girlfriend
Was in the hospital.
Now Paula in her notes to me
Had never mentioned that
She had a problem that did require
A little surgery.

            -16-
And so I could not see her then
For only family
Could see her for a week or so
And so I spent my time
Following my mother’s plan to
See relatives and friends.
Then finally on my last days
My Paula could I see.

Her parents left me afternoons
Their visits were at night
And so on my last furlough home
I saw her only twice.
When I saw her lying so still
It made me want to cry
I knelt right down beside her bed
And held her in my arms.

They let me stay for just one hour
And then I had to go.
We hated parting those last days
For I was heading out
We knew not what fate had in store
And so we never knew
If we would ever meet again
To be as man and wife.

            -17-
That last day at the hospital
And of my furlough too
We hugged each other one last time
I left reluctantly.
I said goodbye to family
And then was on my way
I traveled back to Muskogee
And then on back to camp.

I met my buddies at my bunk
And told them how things went
I then unpacked all of my gear
And read the mail I got
In one large envelope I found
A graduation pic
Of Patty Paulson, and was signed
“Your little Irish Sis.”

I put the picture on my shelf
Where all could see her face
And was asked a hundred times if
This one was my girl.
I told them no, and then was asked
By one Eugene McGrail
That if I minded if he wrote
For he was Irish too.

            -18-
I told him, “No, go right ahead
I do not mind at all.”
And thus did start a great romance
That some years later did
End up in marriage in my town
At the Sacred Heart Church.
And so I'd lost a girl I loved
But never could we wed.

Now Gene McGrail was the leader
Of our section’s third squad.
And just before we were shipped out
Something made him quite ill
And when it became quite clear
He wouldn’t be coming back
They turned to me to take his place
And so I got his squad.

These were the men that made my squad
Tom Hamilton, gunner
And Bernie Burnhardt carried on
As the second gunner
While Oscar Nitsch and Bob Borders
In specially made vests
Did carry all the mortar rounds
A mortar squad could take.

            -19-
And so we were nearly prepared
To leave this camp and go
We packed our gear and boarded trains
And still had no idea
Of whether east or west we'd go
Until we started out
But when we stopped in Terra Haute
We knew we headed east.

We drilled in Terra haute an hour
To keep our legs in shape
And then continued on our way
And finally wound up
In Camp Kilmer, on Jersey’s shore
To wait for our troop ship
While there we trained on landing nets
But not much else at all.

And so half of our company
Got overnight passes
We must be back by seven A.M.
And had a limit of
One hundred fifty miles, no more
But then I took a chance
I had a friend call up my mom
When he got to New York.

            -20-
He told her I was on my way
Would be in at eight o’clock
And would she have my Paula come
To meet me at our house.
The train came in, and right on time
I took a taxi home
And met my mom and Paula there
Just as I thought I would.

I didn’t have long, they understood
We talked about an hour
And then Mom said she’d go to bed
“And leave you two alone.
Just call me when you’re going to leave
So I can say goodbye.”
She left us there and we sat down
To talk for just a while.

I sat upon our sofa with
My Paula ‘cross my lap
We hugged each other while I sought
The sweetness of her lips
And slowly surely passion rose
In both of us of course
But she said, “No, this cannot be
Until the time we’re wed.”

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

MY ARMY DAYS: WWII (71-80)





            -71-
And once the trees had all been cleared
We came down from the hills
And moved along much faster now
Accompanied by tanks.
We once were stopped in a village
Where snipers held us up
But heavy tank fire into town
Convinced the Krauts to quit.

But soon we reached the dragon teeth
That lined the Siegfried Line.
It was then that we all did know
We were in Germany
Which outfit had first crossed the line
Will never now be known
The skipper called for us to halt
And move into the woods.

We stayed in this spot for a day
Until ‘twas figured out
Which outfit would make the attack
Into the Siegfried Line.
We rested back just far enough
So we would not be hit
And somehow knew with certainty
That we would be the ones.

            -72-
And sure enough when darkness came
Our leaders spoke to us
And said that we’d attack at six
After a huge barrage.
This time we were not that concerned
About our losing feet
For when artillery hit that hard
It would explode the mines.

And so we ate some C-rations
That just had been brought up
Then sat around and quietly
Did speak of times gone past
Of our girlfriends, and also wives
We reminisced a lot
Then turned into our cold gas capes
And spent a chilly night.

At four o’clock we all arose
And got some K’s to eat
The mortar squads were still attached
As they had always been
First and third in skirmish line
Would make the first attack
While second platoon was in reserve
To fill in any gaps.

            -73-
And so we waited once again
For our artillery
And promptly at five forty-five
It came down with a bang
The noise was unbelievable
The cordite stench was bad
But right on time, at six o’clock
We started our attack.

The artillery lifted as we moved
And threw shells to the rear
While we with useless mortars could
Do nothing to help out.
But many of our riflemen
Had spotted a pillbox
And if we could take that one out
We could move right ahead.

Then one who had a satchel charge
Did creep up to its side
And threw that charge into the slit
And – bang – that box was ours.
We then moved quickly up the hill
Right thru the dragon teeth
Our engineers came right behind
And blew some all to bits.

            -74-
The tankers now went right on through
And we just followed them
Our casualties in this attack
Were not one single man.
We then got back onto the road
And moved along all day
The Krauts had seemingly pulled out
And were in full retreat.

We then continued on our way
And came upon a sight
Of what artillery can do
To a convoy in flight.
There were wagons just everywhere
But most along the road
Both men and horses had been caught
By that terrific fire.

We had a slow time passing through
The damage was so great
But some Kraut wagons did contain
The blankets for their group
And these we took most gratefully
For nights were very cold
But then we heard we were pinched out
And would stay put a while.

            -75-
Then when we reached the little town
Of Dimbach, we were told
To spend the time just rounding up
The horses that survived.
We also used the horses to
Flush out some hidden Krauts
The remnants of the Tenth Mountain
The one we just destroyed.

I never had been on a horse
But Borders showed me how
He had ridden most of his life
I took his training well.
And then one day while we were out
Just riding thru the hills
We saw a couple of Kraut troops
And took them prisoner.

I dismounted from my horse
And held the two at bay
While Borders rode back into town
To find out what to do.
I learned that they were Polish troops
And had been forced to serve
They wanted to surrender to
The first Ami they saw.

            -76-
And so we turned them over to
Prisoner Detention
And then the two of us went out
To round up all the strays.
And these we turned into the town
To use as they saw fit.
And so we were afoot again
And finally got some rest.

We stayed there for about a week
We packed up all our gear
Then left in trucks on Easter morn
To go across the Rhine.
We rode all day and when night came
We crossed it on pontoons
And all the trucks had half-lights on
As we headed into Worms.

We traveled just about all night
And when the dawn did break
We halted in a little town
To catch some sleep and wait
It must have been late afternoon
When we did get the call
To move, and so we headed east
But this time ‘twas by foot.

            -77-
Now Würzburg was our latest goal
It lay upon the Main
But in between were villages
And each had to be cleared
So we devised a strategy
For taking these small towns
We’d move in column on the road
Until we got some flack.

Then two platoons would form a line
Extending right and left
And we’d set up all three mortars
In the best place we could
The skirmish line did then move out
With scouts out way ahead
And if resistance then was met
They all would go to ground.

Now it was then our mortar squads
Would show what they could do
And for the first time in this war
A section we became.
We had our three guns all lined up
In close proximity
To fire wherever needed most
And only on command.

            -78-
We then received our fire requests
Directly from platoons
And when they asked us for support
We always did the same
We set up for four hundred yards
Then drove the base plate in
By firing first with a charge four
Which sent those rounds way out

Which always made the Germans think
We hadn’t spotted them
Then each gunner would set his sight
Level and on base stake
But this time he would use charge one
To reach four hundred yards
Then each squad would fire a round
Thirty seconds apart.

And as the rounds would hit and burst
Each leader would adjust
To hit the Krauts with the next round
Without a bracket first.
When all were ready – they were fast –
We’d all get set to fire.
Each assistant held one armed round
And waited my command.

            -79-
I dropped my arm, they dropped their rounds
And all were on their way
We watched to see where they would land
And then fired for effect
Five rounds now went out of each gun
Before the first did hit
And when those rounds dropped in so fast
The Krauts just up and quit.

Our riflemen then started in
And moved in very fast
Before the Krauts decided that
They may have quit too soon.
The bed sheets started coming out
White flags were everywhere
It’s then we knew the town was ours
We moved to clean it out.

We captured many prisoners
In that one town alone
Then sent them off to prison camps
Where they would end the war.
We then went house to house to see
Where we would sleep that night
For in the morning we would start
This whole routine again.

            -80-
We captured many towns, and hiked
So many, many miles
In taking major cities like
Würzburg, Schweinfurt and Fürth
But Munich was the best of all
If war can be called “best”
For here we rode the tanks all day
Where we had hiked before.

Würzburg was mostly Two Three Two
Although we did help out
What I’ll remember mostly is
The castle on the hill
It had a rainbow painted on
With our division too
Before the city had been ours
By a good hour or two.

I also think about three vats
We found at Würzburg U.
They were wood vats of giant size
And filled right to the brim,
With wine, that all would love to have
If access could be had,
But word passed fast, the general heard
And promptly put out guards.