During those five days leading up to the invasion,
why... we were mostly all prepared at that time --
there wasn't much to do except that and we were ready to move out to a bidwack area.
We were in this area and it was unbelievable.
For myself it was the anxiety, the thing that we were waiting for for a long time.
Over the loudspeaker, I heard the words "Attention!"
I with the other troops, snapped to attention and in the corner of my eye, I could see two men
one wearing an American uniform, the other a British uniform.
The American was General Eisenhower and the other was Field Marshall Montgomery.
General Eisenhower said that we were about to embark on a great cause -- the liberation of Europe.
God be with you.
Montgomery said almost the same thing but added that he was grateful for the help and supplies and troops from America.
We left the martianry area with full battle equipment
about 100 pounds per man.
The harbor of Weymuth was crowded with ships of every size, shape and description,
most of them flying the stars and stripes.
On the evening of June 5th the harbor came alive.
I could see one ship signaling to the other that this was it.
We would hit the beach the next morning at 6:30 AM, June 6th 1944, to be called "D-Day".
Around 00:01 hours, June the 6th I heard the roar of the aircraft.
I got up and looked out into the sky and I noticed airplanes and gliders behind them
101st 82nd Airborne were being flown to be dropped out of the plane.
I guess the morning
early, early morning of June 6 why everything starts moving.
Then we went up to our boat foreman,
and we assembled with hundreds and hundreds of ships
I had never seen anything like it in my life. And then I guess we were on our way.
Chaplain Kelly held the mass service on the deck of the Anvil
in which he requested God to see us through the landing safely.
We left the Anvil on British LCA,
and huge bluish black waves rose high over the sides of our little craft,
and battered the boat as well as us with unimaginable fury.
It was as if the waves were trying to crush our soft boat and we in it.
We were all soaking wet. I tried to keep my rifle dry but, I put my plastic cover over the rifle.
We were so loaded down with equipment
every man had at least one anti-tank mine,
and we had bundles in the doors, bundles under the aircraft,
and the C-47 was loaded to the point where he could take off but he couldn't land with it so he had to drop it.
We had rendezvoused for quite a while to get the air Amanda into a formation.
When we crossed the English Channel, I was standin' in the door.
We looked down, we looked out, looked down, and there was the most beautiful moonlight evening.
Looked down and had never seen so many ships in all my life and probably will never see 'em again.
You coulda walked across the English Channel -- not that you had to walk on water
you could just step from ship to ship -- that is how it looked from the air.
Its so hard to describe... it was massive, it was massive --
I can imagine being a German lookin' out through a binoculars and seeing all of this (laughing) no wonder Hitler didn't believe us.
The fury of the water broke our front ramp and the boat began to fill with icy channel water,
but Lt. Donelson rammed his body against the unit door of the ship and said "Well what are you waiting for? Take off your helmets and start bailing the water out."
As the landing craft inched closer to the beach shells began to explode around us.
The craft next to us hit a mine and exploded.
But as we were about to land they had huge obstacles in the water.
Big railroad tracks cris-crossed and stickin' up out of the water so nobody could get close.
Well there was a ground fog, we were supposed to be flying at about 600 feet -- that was gonna be our jump altitude.
We couldn't see any landmarks, we couldn't see where we were, where we were going or anything,
but the order was before we left, that no one would come back in the aircraft whether we found our objective or DZs or not
we would go out somewhere over Normandy.
Just as soon as I bailed out, I knew that was the end of it
I was not coming back anymore because I had never seen so many tracers in all my life.
Tracers were all over the place and shooting at us.
I'd hardly got the thoughts out of my mind when I went through an apple tree.
My feet just barely touched the ground,
the top of my canopy had caught my fall and I just hung there real nice -- no problem.
Took my knife, cut myself out of my harness,
and immediately started to gather the people together that jumped from our aircraft.
I saw the beach, with a huge seawall, at the foot of a massive 150 foot bluff.
An 88 millimeter shell landed right in the middle of the LCA on the side of us,
and splinters of the boat, equipment and bodies were thrown into the air.
The ramp was lowered and the unit door was opened and a German machine gun trained on the opening and took a heavy toll of lives.
I waded through the waist-deep water watching many of my buddies fall alongside of me.
I expected a bullet to rip through me at any moment, from the right.
I reached the stone wall. I looked down and being washed around by the incoming water.
I saw the bodies of my buddies who had tried in vain to clear the beach.
When we hit the beach, I knelt down and kissed the dirt, whispered "Thank you God."
I then looked around and saw many dead in the water and on the beach.
My company was being held up by machine gun fire from the hill
then Col. Peynold regimental commander said "If we have to die, let's die on the hill."
We moved on and took the hill, and given the Allies a foothold in France.
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