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Posted on 03/22/2005 10:07:21 PM PST by SAMWolf
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Control of a village near the Hürtgen Forest meant control of the Roer River dams. Without the dams, the American push to the Rhine might be thwarted.  Lieutenant General Courtney H. Hodges, commander of the First U.S. Army, was upset as well. Reports from his liaison officer at Parker's headquarters indicated a "confused situation and lack of knowledge" among Parker's senior leaders. Hodges was worried the new division would "get itself smacked by the Boche," and he bluntly told Maj. Gen. L.T. Gerow, the V Corps commander, to "get the thing straightened out." Unfortunately for the First Army, it would be some time before things were straightened out. The village of Kesternich and its resolute defenders swallowed up two battalions of infantry and made a third pay a high price for its capture six weeks later. What happened? What was so important about Kesternich, and why is it virtually unknown now? The Roer River was the last major natural obstacle between the 12th U.S. Army Group and the Rhine River. The First Army had been trying since September 1944 to secure Roer crossing sites by attacking through the Hürtgen Forest. Weeks of very brutal fighting in the gloomy woods had brought little more than several thousand casualties, and in December the First Army was still on the west bank of the Roer.  Pfc Thomas W. Gilmore from Company A, 121st Infantry, photographed near Hürtgen on December 7, 1944. The winter of 1944-45 was a long one for First Army troops trying to drive to the Rhine. Kesternich was important because of its location. It was perched on a high ridge above the Roer Valley and its two largest flood-control dams, the Schwammenauel and the Urft. The dams were under German control. The issue was simple: Control the dams and you control the level of the Roer. The Americans would be foolish to put a single soldier across the river unless they had the dams. Unfortunately, they had not been a stated target of the First Army. Air attacks in early December had failed to breach the dams, and the First Army had no choice but to have V Corps take them by a ground attack through the so-called Monschau Corridor. This was rolling farmland studded with villages such as Kesternich, as well as a thick band of West Wall (Siegfried Line) bunkers and anti-tank obstacles called "dragon's teeth." The area was far better for maneuvers than the adjacent Hürtgen Forest, but it was also known as a "fine practice range for German artillerymen." The 78th Division would attack the Schwammenauel Dam, while the 2nd Infantry Division attacked the Urft Dam. No senior officer in V Corps had any illusion that the battle would be easy; however, most of the officers were surprised at how difficult the task turned out to be.  Parker's staff developed a three-phased plan to clear the Monschau Corridor and hit the Schwammenauel Dam from the northwest. Kesternich and nearby Simmerath would fall in phase 1. In phase 2, the division would take Konzen, Eicherscheid and Imgenbroich to protect its vulnerable right flank. The towns of Schmidt, Steckenborn and Strauch were targets of the third phase. The ground assault on the Schwammenauel Dam would come last, but only after all the villages were in American hands.  Bone-chilling cold and a dense ground fog marked the dawn of December 13. The 2nd Battalion, 309th Infantry, moved on Kesternich from the northwest and hit trouble minutes after it jumped off. Company F, for example, ran into a thick belt of wood-cased anti-personnel mines. The flashes of the explosions were a signal for the German mortar crews to open fire on the survivors. Shells poured in, hammering the ground and simply erasing some soldiers. The men of Company E, meanwhile, were riding tanks of the 709th Tank Battalion, attached to the 2nd Battalion. These men soon found themselves in a pasture covered by deep snowdrifts. German anti-tank gunners fired on the struggling tanks. The infantry dismounted amid plumes of muddy earth and continued on foot without tank support. Those who lived called it "a fight between Company E and the German army." The men who made it through the mines, mortars, anti-tank and automatic-weapons fire to the first buildings in Kesternich were cut off from reinforcement. They had no radios with which to call for fire, and most of the tanks were still outside the town. The battalion commander, Lt. Col. Wilson L. Burley, Jr., had started the battle riding on a tank, but had ended up in a shell crater near the main road leading into town from the west. Contact with his company commanders was intermittent, and he knew only as much about the battle as he could see from the crater. He was not sure of the location and strength of the German defenses, and he had no idea where most of his men were. His command post had no idea where he was. He finally reached the commanders of the two lead companies by radio and had them withdraw their men a few hundred yards to the west. There was no more progress that day. Burley was last heard from early on the 14th, after he had gone into Kesternich to assess the situation. His body was later found in the town. The executive officer was presumed dead, though his body was never recovered. The commander of Company H, Captain Douglas P. Frazier, took command. The day had gone generally well elsewhere, but there was nothing good for Parker to tell Gerow about Kesternich. They decided to reinforce Burley's battalion. Time was critical. As one participant later said, "There was no hope here, just death lurking in every shadow, every hollow, every house."  Parker ordered Lt. Col. Byron W. Ladd's 2nd Battalion, 310th Infantry, to attack at 6 a.m. on December 14. Ladd was ordered to clear and hold Kesternich and block the roads leading into the town from the east. The battalion had spent December 13 moving forward but out of contact, and Ladd's staff had not used the time it had to prepare plans for commitment. The battalion also did not conduct a thorough reconnaissance, a shortcoming the unit later paid for dearly. Much damage was inflicted on the battalion by a machine gun firing from a large, undetected, concrete bunker that covered the western approaches to Kesternich. Reportedly, in the days leading up to the attack, the battalion intelligence officer had not prepared a terrain analysis of the area, though the battalion had excellent, specially produced maps. Finally, Ladd knew only that a battalion of the 309th badly needed help. Like Burley, he knew little about the German defenses.  Companies E and F of the 310th made the main effort on the 14th. Company F had an attached platoon of tank destroyers, and Ladd held the attached tanks in battalion reserve. The German machine gunners reacted quickly to the figures wading through the snow-covered fields. When members of Company E tried to escape the fire, they touched off anti-personnel mines. This was the cue for the German artillery observers to call in a rain of shells. Company G, in reserve, was so close behind the attacking companies that it also suffered several casualties from the same fire that hit Company E. Division artillery refused Ladd's call for supporting artillery fire because of concerns about injuring soldiers from the 2nd Battalion, 309th Infantry, who might still be in town. But it mattered little in the end because no one could locate the forward observer.
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Thank you Mayor. Good morning.
Hey there.
Neat painting. Thanks PE.
Raining here today. Not good for business. We need sunshine to encourage folks to get out in their yards and put up feeders!
Hump Bump.
Good morning EGC. Light steady rain here this morning. Today is seed delivery day at the Sam and Snippy store so we'll be good and tired tonight.
Hello!
Been meandering about.
"Millin about on the green" or such.
Good morning, Snippy...
"Dubyuh's Stand!!"
(To be sung to Bruce Springsteen's "Jungleland")
(Mudboy on pie-anny...somebody strokin' the fiddle....gently!!)
Our soldiers'll have their Homecoming...in DeeCee, 'cuz it's Right!!
And DemonRats'll queue their DeanMachine...but we're ready fer the Fight!!
Braindead Libs frettin' 'gainst what's Good and our God...
Left promotes Fear...their loss's the Country's gain!!
The Rats fight 'gainst our own...seditious stance...
Dem Lib'rals, they lust fer Power like Ol' France...
But can't escape Bill Clinton's scum stain!!
Well, that Ashcroft Lawman runs 'bout "flamin'" not chasing the RATS or Ol' Slick Willie!!
And the Libs round here are meek like shadows...always scair't of takin' stands!!
FReep the churches...give RATS Hell!! FReedom is the A.N.S.W.E.R. fer the World!!
Patriots, join our band...Join in Dubyuh's Stand!!
The FReeper gang's assembled...Forum's a rendezvous fer the Right!!
We'll meet next to the Whitre House exit line to sing against DeeCee's blight!!
Folks, there's CORRUPTION up in the Beltway...
Fer less Guv'ment, we in the RightWing shall rally!! Then the Limbaugh troops--DittoHeads--join our Righteous Fight!!
We'll FReep with pride 'til Clinton's debts are paid...
Contract's made...We Shall RE-IMPEACH!!
Libs trash our wars, trash our good name...suckers fer Big Guvernment dreams!!
The EVIL LeftWing shunted...implodes 'cuzza rock'n'roll bands!!
That face off against each other out in the street...Join OUR Righteous Stand!!
(Guitar jammin' by CM)
In Left's Medyuh Pit, the luminaries fret 'cuz they ain't the rage.
My FRiends, the "Hate Bush" dweebs are out there...but their Hatred is the Brain-Dead Way!!
Power-hungry Lib'rals struggle 'gainst our Country...
Desperate as the Right moves on...RATS're kooks, but they'll splinter, then they're gone!!
(Big Man on saxaphone)
In DeeCee City, Bold Hearts FReep...
Bold ensigns fightin' fer what's Right...rememberin'...
RATS Power is lost...fool Lib'rals, they rot...refusin' to WIN...they surrender!!
In the jukejoints uptown, the RATS' vile dream is fer Power!!
BigShots reckon Power's their God-given Right!!
RINOs watchin while independents're stole away...
It's fer the World Right fights this noble fight!!
Inside, the FReepers type 'til Big Guv'ment's loast...
You see, we're flesh while Left's fantasy!!
Folks, the poets 'round here, we shout, "FReedom fer ALL!!"
'Cuz Right stands up fer our Liberty!!
So come and FReep fer what's Right...we'll peak fer our moment...
The Right'll make an honest stand!!
Left's mortally-wounded...BigGuv'ment's DEAD!!
The Right is Dubyuh's Land!!
HOOOOOOOO-HOOOOOOOO....woah-ah-woaaah...woah-ah-woaaaahhh...
FReegards...MUD (12/26/2004)
Good morning sw. Hugs.
Two books of interest:"A Dark and Bloody Ground" by Edward G. Miller; "Follow Me and Die" by Cecil B. Currey.
Mudd,
Just don't be be gone five hundred miles when the day is done...
'cause we luv ya!
RETURNED!
Hey Sam.
Hi miss Feather
Get pictures please!
The only time I didn't was a night I spent in Salt Lake City. The Indian owners had the book of Mormon instead.
I have seen that rifle, in a display case at a restaurant in Los Angeles. Pretty neat looking up close.
Hiya Sam
ROFLMAO. Too bad this is the truth.
Howdy ma'am
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