A Ramble through My War: Anzio and Other Joys by Charles F. Marshall
By Charles F. Marshall
In the course of global struggle II, Charles Marshall wound up within the hellhole of Anzio, entered liberated Rome, took half within the August 1944 invasion of Southern France, and the Allied enhance via Alsace, around the Rhine and into Germany. This autobiography relies at the diary he saved all through.
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Behind every river there is another hill and behind that hill is another river. After weeks or months in the line, only a wound can offer him the comfort of safety, shelter and a bed. " I appreciated the engineer, the tanker, the flyboy, the artilleryman, the mariner, and all the other members of the various branches and services that made up the country's fighting forces. But my experience throughout the war only reinforced my opinion that nobody, but nobody, gives as much of himself as the combat infantryman.
He, too, was an Page 17 intelligence officer, and we had discussed order-of-battle work. " This S Force was to be an organization of British and American intelligence personnel of every kind and was to join the forward combat troops entering Rome. It was to immediately search all strategic buildings and gather up the thousands of documents the army hoped had been left behind before they were burned, lost, or destroyed by our inexpert fighting men. The documents would then be sent to examiners at Fifth Army headquarters, who would evaluate them and order any necessary action based on information found in them.
For Alex, this greeting had become a Pavlovian reaction. Years later, when I was newly married, he came with his wife and daughter to visit me, and his greeting was no different, causing my bride, I noticed, some curiosity. He, too, noticed the questioning look and mercifully explained, something he never did during the war. Alex was a great friend. More about him later. In Algiers, the port, dotted with sunken ships, only their tops visible above the water, was something of a mess. While the impression was one of clutter, the city as a whole was clean and bustling with the activity of Allied Force Headquarters.