[Continued from previous page] hope with such an appeal of finality that tears struggle to escape the eyes that witness it (I hope that many Germans see such tears and construe them to be signs of weakness). To me they hold more promise than pages of political oratory for a lasting peace and the consummation of just punishment for those responsible. We arrived at Tavigny at 0600. Located a building (a difficult job) for our C.P. and set up for business in the usual manner. Many truckloads of prisoners pass our C.P. on their way to rear areas. They don’t have much super man appeal. The 1st platoon weathered a barrage of Jerry artillery before leaving their old positions. They are now protecting the town (Tavigny). The second platoon is protecting the 912th F.A. We don’t know where they are at the present time. The enormous quantity of destroyed equipment, both enemy and our own, is convincing evidence that a tremendous battle took place here. After locating the two platoons or rather, 1 platoon and the Bn. HQRS, we prepared to hit the sack. Have to make up for last night’s lack of sleep. 1500 found us in the sack (by the way it is snowing).
Saturday, 27 January 1945 Tavigny, Belgium
Arose early this morning and had breakfast at 0800 and settled back to an uneventful day. Judging from the activity going on all around us, things are going to happen on this front. Dead Germans are everywhere. Most of them are just bumps (white bumps in the snow). Quite a few Yanks are also laying around. It isn’t [continued on next page]