| My Capture
On the morning of March 12th 1945( I know this date well. I still have in my possesion the original telegram from the war dept. to my mother,advising that You son Frank has been reported missing in action somewhere in Germany)
Any how,that morning we were assembled to attach the town of Bad Honnegan.There were three of us line men laying wire so the Co. would have communication with HDQS. We went down one hill then started up another. There we met resistance. We fired back called in artillery and cleared out the resistance.We achieved our goal by taking the high ground. I remember standing to the company commander looking down at Bad Honnegan. It looked like a picture post card. Suddenly the line went dead.Since Iwas in charge of the line men i proceeded first holding the line in my hands retracing our steps.With my eyes on the wire. I heard a commanding voice. I looked up and in a thicket were a bunch of Germans in camaflouge uniforms with weapons aimed at me. I had no choice but to put my arms up in surrender. My carbine was still on my shoulder.Suddenly a shot from somewhere shot out and the German holding the Panzerfaust fell. All hell broke loose. I jumped in a ditch.After that I dont know what happened. I suspect that they threw a grenade in on me. I had shrapnel wounds,my arm was shattered, I got a bullert in my shoulder and suffered a head wound.
I rember coming to at times and saw that I was supported by someone.
Next my treatment as a POW
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