Flat Tires
David.Gettman January 16th, 2008
Carter N. Catlett, Troop A, 42d Squadron
6 – 10 March, 1945
Remember Orenhofen (map 35)? The night before we hit Zemmer (map 35), TF Cherry of 10th Armored rolled into town (it was about midnight), and broke out in a rash of Nebelwerfers. Sweet sounding little thing that wailed like a banshee and went off like a volcano burping. They just couldn’t seem to run out of them, and kept us warmed up for the attack all night.
It was a good thing we were making the attack dismounted, for there wasn’t a wheeled vehicle in A Troop that would run, come morning. 57 flat tires, and one armored car setting smack on top of a jeep.
Then too, there was one of those ugly 8 inch babies sticking into the ridge of our house (one of those still standing) waiting for one of us to cough. We went out of that place on our tiptoes. Yes, I remember it pretty well. Continue Reading »
