Connecting the Troopers of Today with the Veterans of Yesterday.
A young sergeant joined I Troop in 1963. New guys should keep quiet for a while, but he didn't and, fresh from an infantry unit, he had many positive things to say about the Infantry . . . to include that Infantry Scouts were the only scouts worthy of the name; that Cavalry Scouts weren't really scouts.
We moved up to the Border and this sergeant soon went on his first patrol, along with two experienced sergeants. It was a bitter cold night with a full moon. The patrol went through Flossenburg and into the concentration camp. Leaving the two jeeps and drivers in the parking lot, the two sergeants took the new guy on a tour, showing him the memorial pyramid of bone fragments and other things, easily seen with the snow and moonlight - a kind of eerie scene. As they went to the crematorium they told him about the numbers of people gassed and cremated there. AND that because of all these crimes against Humanity, the ovens were still warm. While this was going on, one of the drivers took a short cut to the crematorium and held his lighter under the handle of the first oven door. He left just ahead of the sergeants getting there.
When the sergeants went into the dark crematorium, they invited the new guy to check the oven handle to see if it was warm. He did, and it was! He gasped, ran out of the building all the way back to the jeeps, jumped in and said, "Let's Go!"
When the sergeant led patrols, he never went back to Flossenburg and it was evident from his reporting locations that his patrols moved at twice the normal patrol speed while in the area of Flossenburg. They never told him about the joke they played on him, in part because he was a Golden Gloves fighter and no one was sure what he would've done.
Nelson, who was the sergeant that we had come into our unit in 1963?
Can't remember his name, Black, lean; E5. I came close to checking with you before I made the entry - in case it was your patrol that did it and/or you knew more of the details. Maybe someone will see the entry and recall the name.
Sorry to say have never found a Troop roster.
Very good to hear from you!
Rita passed away in November 2011. Fifty-one+ years after we married at Chapel of the Centurion in Ft. Monroe. A long time, but not long enough!
No it was not my patrol. I received both of your messages here today at the same time. was hoping you might reconize the officer. He was quite vivid in my mind, I am going to go glance at the 63 year book and might reconize the officer and the Sgt from my photos. Sure would like to place the time we were there. Sorry to hear about the misses. My wife and I will be married 59 years the first of Oct. still going. I'll be 81 here may the 6th, time has flown.
Sounds like Sgt Wilson-not sure what platoon in I Trp