We then moved on and established prisoner of war enclosure Number Three, which was about two-and-a-half miles north of Avranches. We were on both sides of the main route and the Armor, which was now on a rampage.
Here, war came to the 244th. The rules of Warfare called for lights to be put around fields where the prisoner enclosure was. To do this, we had been furnished a number of cast iron tanks for holding water; I guess there must have been 100 of them. They had water and carbide to form gas; when you lit the gas, if formed a light and these were placed around prisoner of war enclosure all around the perimeter. As I said, there must have been 100 around the prisoner of war enclosure, which was about the size of a football field more or less. A great number of these lights placed 40 or 50 yards apart all the way around. We also had to use white sheet-like material to put down on the ground in large letters, “PWE,” so that airplanes coming over could see that it stood for prisoner of war enclosure and was, of course, not to be attacked. We did all of that at Avranches.
Right below Aranches was a bridge – a marrow road and bridge there. General Patton’s Third Army had already gotten one armored division across that bridge, fanning out toward the Brittany peninsula. They were busily trying to get more armor across there as it came over across the channel. The Germans were attempting to cut that bridge and knock it out, so that they would be able to stop General Patton from getting across the bridge in force and spreading out. The Germans on the night of 6-7 August launched wheat was later known as the Mortain breakthrough. They were trying in some force to break through and knock the bridge out so that they didn’t have armor coming across. We were stationed very close to the bridge. I guess it was about a quarter mile of less from the bridge, all lighted up like a Christmas tree at night. My CP was an old bombed-out brick house; the whole top floor had been knocked out. We had dug slit trenches around the outside of the perimeter of the PW unit. We had 1,500 Germans in there. I had finished Inspecting on the night of 6-7 August and gotten Into my sleeping bag in the CP there, about 11:30 at night. I had just barely gotten down into the sleeping bag when right on the brick wall outside, machine gun bullets — 20mm bullets — hit. It was the German air force attacking the prisoner of war enclosure. So, I got up and went down to the prisoner of war enclosure and saw that the German prisoners were frantic. The machine gun bullets, and the 20mm bullets, had struck the PW cage.
Of course, they were up against the fence and couldn’t get out. So, I had the prisoner of war Interrogators — I called them and they got into their jeeps with their bucket loudspeakers and told the prisoners over the loudspeaker system that we were going to open the cage doors and let them out, and to go into the woods surrounding the PWE, but not to go any further into the woods, because there were troops around the outside. That was not true. We had no troops around there, but we did open those doors of the cage, and about the time they started wot another wave of Messerschmidt’s came over. I dived into a slit trench and was very happy to see a German dive right on top of me! But, it was a very busy two hours. My battalion had been bivouacked round on the other side of the road – but some distance from the PWE — and the Germans were dropping 100-pound and 500-pound bombs as well as firing these machine guns. So, we lost several of our battalion vehicles, including a great, big maintenance truck of the battalion which was a sad lost. Two of our men were killed there. When this was over we called in the forward ambulances from the Third Army, and 21 of the Germans had been killed in the enclosure, and 67 of them wounded in various degrees. We got then all off to the advanced medical facilities for Third
Army and started to gather up and herd the Germans back into the enclosure. When we tallied up the count, we accounted for all but 50 of the Germans. Fifty of them we couldn’t get back. They were probably SS troopers who wanted definitely to get away from being prisoners.
The next morning about daylight, General Patton came up with his entourage — he had about 20 jeeps with the MP’s and his Ivory-handled pistols. I had sent my executive down to Lucky Forward, which was the Third Army Prisoner of War Forward Command Post (CP), in the night, right after the attack. I told them what had happened, so General Patton had come up to see the whole thing and talk to me about what had happened. Then later, after the war, he wrote about the incident in his first book about the war. It was called The War As I Knew It, by General Patton. In talking with him, his son-in-law was a West Point classmate of mine and we talked about him quite a bit. He was a prisoner of war; he had been captured down in North Africa at Kasserlne Pass and had been a prisoner of war.