It had to be a Mark VI Tiger. It made us all wonder and I know the tank gunner was shaking his head, feeling helpless, as it backed up into the trees on our left flank. I had seen our 75's bounce off Mark V tanks before, the last time near Roetgen where they wiped out several of our tanks.
This tank fire started a lot of fire on us as the Germans answered back and some 155's of our own came in on us. It took us a while to get this stopped. A message came in on our radio for Edmark from Lovelady as we had the only radio to reach outside. The Germans had taken the Coo road and our infantry were ordered out. We were isolated and feared the Germans would try to come through us to get to our gasoline supply. We mounted our three thirty cal. machine guns in the windows upstairs and down and sat up all night waiting. No one slept, but the attack never came.
On Dec. 23, we saw a concentration of enemy infantry and tanks building up as if about to attack. Edmark and Plummer decided to pull Edmark's tank "Dixie" beside our C.P.and use it for indirect fire on the Germans, and it had a 76 mm gun. I went upstairs to my O P of the day before, to observe with Plummer standing on the tank. The tank fired three times and I could
see the Germans head for cover of the woods. They were between two to three thousand yards. After the third shot a Germany tank, probable the one I had observed the day before fired back either at the tank, Plumber or me. If me, his aim was good but not perfect as the shell came through the wall of the room just to my right, knocking me down, breaking both hands and three pieces of shrapnel in the head. I couldn't get the door open with my hands and knowing if another shell came; I got help with a prayer to open it. The medics found me in the snow and helped me to the CP. and patched me up and said they would try to get me out as they had another wounded man.
I told the guys in my section I had two bottle of cognac in my duffel bag for Christmas. Edmark came in and said good luck and I said the same to him. they put my P-38 on the stretcher and the medic half-track went across the ridge and the Germans shot at us, with the shells landing close, but they didn't stop until we got to a road block of our own empty vehicles. When the door opened I expected to see the Germans, but it was our medics checking on us. We arrived at a large Chateau used as an aid station on the lower left with the upper right as a headquarters and having a terrace, as I recognized my battery commander Capt. Paul Nelns. I was given a shot and the Chaplain came and said lets pray, and I said I had already done that, as I went to sleep.
Christmas day I was on a train near Paris to another hospital, and a Nurse fed me my Christmas dinner, a peanut butter and jelly sandwhich. I had no regrets, except I left my P38 pistol in the ambulance, and I didn't get any of the Christmas cognac, and the memory of the massacre of Parfondruy.
There were 24 Civilian atrocities in Parfondruy. I had seen almost half of them. William Whitten remembers a baby in a crib and applying first aid. Monique Thonon survived with five bullet holes in her thighs. She had been found under her dead Mother after the German SS had hearded 15-16 people in a barn and machine gunned them. She is now married and has two children. The little boy I met was Paul Kline. I have met them both many times.
Several SS troops were captured early morning of 22nd and were shot while trying to escape.
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