by Tim O'Brien | 16 Jun 2003 | Personal Accounts
St. Vith was leveled to the ground. What was left of Company M was crammed into a dingy. damp cellar. The combined odors of dried meat, soggy potatoes, dirty bodies, gun oil and improvised oil lamps created a depressing, nauseating effect.
by George M. Batchelor | 04 Aug 2002 | Personal Accounts
February 1945 Somewhere in Belgium or Germany near the Siegfried Line One day the captain of our company summoned and ordered me to lead a daylight patrol in thick woods, which I believe were in the Ardennes Forest. He told me to pick five men and lead a...
by Robert J. Watson | 09 Nov 2001 | Personal Accounts
I was the Weapons Platoon Leader. Company I made the transition from Fort Jackson to Congleton, England, where further preparation for eventual combat progressed. Every day saw us on the road for our daily 10-mile march, one half of which approached the border of...
by Robert J. Watson | 09 Nov 2001 | Personal Accounts
It came as quite a surprise when Capt. Swanson informed me we were relieving the Third Battalion, 104th Infantry, 26th Infantry Division. I was assigned to this unit prior to joining Company I, 346th. The meeting with some former friends of the 104th seemed a little...
by Robert J. Watson | 09 Nov 2001 | The Fallen
Curtis Shoup was posthumously awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor, the United States highest military award. He was the only soldier in the 87th Division to be so honored during World War II.