It was Christmas Day in the Battle of the Bulge, 1944.
Our planes had been fogged in for days. All of a sudden the fog cleared and our planes came over by the thousands. They bombed the Germans for hours.
Everyone was crying or shouting.
I was in the 5th Division, 3rd Army. We made the crossing on 23 rivers. Gen. Patton told us we must have webbed feet.
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Here's another note -- about a foxhole surgeon. His name was Duane Kinman, a medic in the 10th Infantry. He took a rubber tube from a fountain pen, which was how they were made in those days, and surgically inserted it in a soldier's trachea because he could not breathe.
This battlefield tracheotomy was performed on Henry Roon, a 10th Infantry man.
Kinman was only 19 at the time. He received a medical scholarship and well deserved it.