< Click onFifty-seven years ago on Dec. 16, 1944 The Battle Of The Bulge began. I am including in this "Mail Call" a poem from L'OFFENSIVE DES ARDENNES by Eddy Monfort. This is a rough translation from the French. Eddy gave me his book when we visited Belgium in 1994. It is written in French. The village of Manhay was twice occupied by German forces in the war and in December 1944 the order was given to take and hold Manhay at all costs.
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CHRISTMAS TREE.
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It is a CHRISTMAS TREE.
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CHRISTmas - celebrating the Birth of Jesus Christ
LET'S KEEP CHRIST IN CHRISTMAS
RICHARD HAMMEL
Where are the worthy GI’s running who liberated us,
They have their tanks, the Germans, with their equipment,
Have been driven back. They seemed powerful,
Invincible soldiers, masters for a very long time.
Each time the return of the occupying forces is precise.
For the veteran of the underground the decision has been made.
Once again, in the Ardennes, there will be vengeance.
Flee people of the maquis, avoid judgment.
Civilians have left, replaced by soldiers.
Speedily, they have been crowded into truck beds.
Since Reims, in the rain, turning points, chaos,
For parachutists, what hell, no planes, no trucks!
They were forewarned...in the winter by the fire.
A surplus of potatoes, bacon, eggs.
The front has been made right. Manhay is in the middle.
The site can be razed. Order to leave the area.
The bolt on Fraiture has suddenly been released.
Spreading out toward Manhay, grenadiers and tanks.
Evening descending on the Ardenne obscures
The steel worms spitting their fire bursts
Suddenly, from behind the low clouds , the moon appears,
Unveiling the barrages, a chance for the enemy.
Under a pale halo, appears the reply.
Nine tanks will be destroyed, the snow has betrayed them.
This Christmas Eve, will be the breakthrough.
In the radio silence, for the imposed retreat,
An audacious Panzer, between two Shermans, slips in.
Spreading terror…a feat of great audacity.
The artillery intervenes from Monchenoul to Deux-Rys
In three days the batteries will destroy the dwelling
Through numerous battles, until body to body,
Face to face with the enemy, their fate is sealed.
The region liberated, the village retaken,
The spoils of the sinister building will be counted.
Where have the sheets gone, still so well-folded?
On a slain soldier, is where they will be found.
Friends have left in pursuit of the enemy.
But the heroic Ardenne regains his courage.
The meadows are cleansed and the lodging is rebuilt.
At vespers they tell the tale of this hard, cursed winter.
Today, the village, fixed like a terrace
on the side of the green massif where violent winds brew,
Has found peace, let us hope, forever.
Manhay, her story, her central square: it was well worth the detour.
Manhay “cost what it may”. The alarm has sounded…and the order has come
Down.
Hold at all costs-“Tenir coute que coute”
Emile PIRARD