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Monday, May 29, 2017

Letters From Ray: A World War II Army Private's Letters Home - Pt 9 Epilogue

The Battle for Hatten-Rittershofen
January 3 - January 20, 1945
(Portions condensed from Wikipedia: 
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/14th_Armored_Division_(United_States)

The battle for the twin towns of Hatten and Rittershofen, France has been called one of the greatest defensive battles of World War II. As the Germans launched their last major counter-offensive of the war, Operation Nordwind, they were beat back in the Vosges mountains. The Germans then committed the 21st Panzer and 25th Panzer Grenadier Divisions in an attempt to get to Hagenau and threaten Strasbourg and the Saverne Gap. They did this by first attacking Hatten and Rittershofen on the Alsatian Plain. The 14th Armored was the final reserve force available to stop the offensive and was ordered to take up positions around the two towns. The fighting was firece, so fierce that succes was measured in the buildings and rooms taken. The Americans controlled the western half of the villages and the Germans the eastern half. Villages so small as to seemingly be able to throw a rock from one end to the next. It was an epic battle fit for Hollywood and losses were high on both sides. The 47th Tank Battalion had only 17 tanks left out of 50. The 48th Tank Battalion (Raymond's unit) was down to nearly squad strength.

The battle lasted for seventeen days allowing the VI Corps to re-group to prepared defensive positions. Once that was accomplished the 14th and supporting units withdrew south to join the rest of the army. Two Presidential Unit Citations were awarded for their actions during the battle - although four nominations were actually submitted. Col. Hans von Luck, who commanded the 21st Panzer Division at Hatten-Rittershoffen wrote in his memoirs "Panzer Commander" that the battle ".... was one of the hardest and most costly battles that had ever raged on the western front." 

In his book "The History Of The 14th Armored Division" by Captain Joseph Carter (no publisher listed in the book) Capt. Carter ends his chapter on the battle thus:

"It snowed that night of January 20, and the long lines of vehicles - not as long now - moved slowly down the black streets, through the black Alsation towns; and wreckers skidded off the road and were abandoned, and a 155 MM gun skidded and blocked the column for miles; and the men sat in the tangle of vehicles and thought: "If the Krauts attack now, Jesus, Jesus." The enemy did not attack; Hatten was empty, horses and cows and pigs poking in the desolation, looking for food, and people timidly, shockedly, coming out of the cellars."....

..."And the men of the 14th, shivering in their vehicles that snowy night?
    There was relief, but not a real relief.
    Behind were their friends and their comrades, in the rubble of those towns and on those fields, and more of their friends and comrades were in the hospitals.
     And they were reluctant to leave. They did not want to pull out. They did not want to give up the bloody vicious towns later to be compared with Stalingrad. They felt a little as if they were giving up, as if they had fought and suffered and died in vain.
      Behind was Hatten and Rittershofen, and behind was the fighting. Behind were endless artillery barrages, the screaming and the waiting. Behind were the fires and the dead; and behind was the German High Command's broken offensive.
       And it was a bitter grating night, that night, a night of tears in the soul, and it snowed."


Visiting Rittershofen

In  mid-1985 ( I never did record the exact date) Bettina and I took a day trip to Rittershofen. The trip took longer than expected - geez, it didn't look so far on the map! - being about a three hour drive from Zweibrücken. Michelle was only a month or two old and Nathalie was a year old, so we were not at all mentally ready to do an overnighter. As it turns out the town was fast asleep. We went on a weekend and the town was locked up tighter than a drum and barely a car other than our own was anywhere in sight. We probably stayed for a half hour, took some pictures, turned around and went back home. But at least I got to see the town and the area where the battle took place. The landscape here was relatively flat and it's not hard to imagine where two opposing armored forces would have a field day - a veritable 'turkey shoot'. The town was neat and clean, and....sombre.


The picturesque Fachwerkhäuser bely the carnage that once took place here.




The town's memorial to wartime losses which reads:

"A NOS MORTS
1914-1918
1-39-1945"

OUR DEAD


The only two reminders of conflict that we could readily see were the monument and this bunker which lay right off one of the main roads cutting through town








For further  reading Mat recommended the following:
Website above has document detailing 48th Tank Battalion day-to-day activities in Rittershoffen…see document pages 20-30
Website has even more detailed day to day recollection and event
See Chapter 4 pgs. 37
Has book indicating story of 48th In Europe
Text that covers 14th Division
“The Final Crisis” book that we may want to read on January 1945

Sunday, May 28, 2017

Letters From Ray: A World War II Army Private's Letters Home - Pt 8

"It snowed that night of January 20, and the long lines of vehicles - not as long now - moved slowly down the black streets, through the black Alsation towns....

....And it was a bitter grating night, that night, a night of tears in the soul, and it snowed."


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December 24, 1944

Dear La Verne, Donna, & Kathy

Well for it is Christmas Eve and I haven’t sent out Christmas greetings to my sisters as yet.  I’m sure you’ll forgive me when you realize that I’ve really covered a lot of miles since Thanksgiving.  I’ve left Italy and am now in France.  I’ve been moving continuously since Thanksgiving stopping only a couple of days in different Replacement centers.  I’m still in a  ? Rapple Depple but it shouldn’t be long before I hit an outfit and then you can write.

I hope Santa Claus was good to you kids.  I’d have liked to send something but it was impossible, believe me.  If possible take a picture of the tree and send it to me That would cheer me up a lot.

I’m closing let me wish you the merriest of Christmases and the happiest New Year ever.  Maybe I’ll be home for next Christmas.  By now.
                                                Love your brother Ray [SM1] 






 [SM1]Page 12.  So sad to think that this is the last letter he sends, the timing, whom he sent it too, when the war ends.  Damn.




Last Letter from Ray. 
Killed January 13, 1945: Rittershoffen, France
Buried US Military Cemetery at St. Avold, France 23 miles east of Metz, France
Ray returned home January 1949 three years after his death

(end of letter)


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Observations by Opa Fritz

Tomorrow we'll post the epilogue to our series.

1) Rapple Depple is slang for 'Replacement Depots' defined by Merriam-Webster as: "a military installation usually in a theater of operations where replacements are assembled and then assigned to fill vacancies in military units."

2) After reading his letters and observing that he appeared to have moved around or been transferred to several different positions I wonder what he was really like. Was he a rabble rouser or is that simply the way the Army operated???

Saturday, May 27, 2017

Letters From Ray: A World War II Army Privates Letters Home - Pt 7


December 12, 1944

Just a line to keep you from worrying and to tell you I’m no longer in “sunny” Italy.  I’m now in equally sunny France.  I don’t know which is worse, the mud in Italy or the mud in France.  One things for damned sure, there both wet.  This is a heck of a way to be fighting a war.

I managed to get to see the famous port of Marsielles.  Quite a town, I had a lot of fun while I was there.  I’ve come quite a long way since I first hit ?over.  Been all over North Africa, Sicily, Italy, and now France.  I’m quite content to leave for USA right now.  Speaking of Linda Berg (my sister) (actually my dad wife died long ago) and after --?? Ago- he married my mother—“amanda” who was Berthae sister
We had 5 boys in the Keller family- PS one boy (would’ve been the 6th only lived 20 minutes how do I know that?? (guess my dad told me) (ha)

So Linda was really….my step sister & Ray …was her son….(I saw Ray last. (he was home for a short furlough) & he stood at the curb in front of “Leons” the custard stand on S. 27th and Oklahoma where Ray finally got picked up- for a ride….my brother Gil—met up w/ Ray a few times in Europe…?Gary—

?? I mustve written this part of a letter….
I wrote to Ray…..??

A few packages on the way, that is if some rear-echelon Joe hasn’t broken into them.

I guess that’s all for now as I have a few more letters to write.  Ignore the address on the envelope as I cant waste dismail stamps. My  correct A.P.O

PVT Raymond Berg (16093147)
Co “D” -48th Tank Bn.
A.P.O – 446 % Postmaster
New York –N.Y.

-Answer soon- by now
                                                Love
                                                            Ray








 [SM1]Page 11.  The most confusing letter since I strongly believe he is randomly answering a bunch of questions that we do not know from a letter he received from “gram”.


(end of letter)



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Observations by Opa Fritz

1) Well, Ray's time overseas is almost at an end. His time is almost at an end but he doesn't know it yet. He's seen a lot in his short time over there.

2) The portion of the letter where he talks about the 'who's who' in the family is confusing to all of us and there are no more living relatives to shed light on the confusion. When my dad's first wife (Ray's biological mother) passed away, my dad stayed close to her family and I grew up thinking of her brother's and sister's as my aunt's and uncles. In hind-sight, all of this should have been done many years ago, but.......

Friday, May 26, 2017

Letters From Ray: A World War II Army Private's Letters Home - Pt 6


November 8 1944
Dear Mom and Dad,

I received your letter dated September 26th today.  I guess these war ballots have a priority on all shipping space and that’s why it took so long for your letter to get here.

Ok, so I’m sorry I misinterpreted your “I hope your satisfied” line.  Its just that I didn’t know what think.  I was completely satisfied the wallet was swell and so were the pen and pencil.  The caps were Ok till I had them washed.  Both of them are now to small for me though.  It doesn’t make much difference though because I no longer can wear the green and white armored force braid.  I now wear the infantry blue.

I haven’t been feeling to well for the last couple of weeks.  I had a cold and was almost finished with it when I took an African to town one night and he forgot all about me waiting out in the rain for him.  Needless to say my cold came back and then some.  I had quite a fever but I didn’t turn in with I just fought it down.  If a guy don’t go on sick call he suffers, if he does go he’s considered a goldbrick so he can’t swim.   That the army for your.

I may have quite a surprise for you within the next few days.  In fact I may have two surprises if my first deal goes through.  I wont tell you what either of them are till I’m absolutely sure but I should no within two weeks and I’ll write us soon as its confirmed, if it is.

I read the news article on Jimmy’s wedding and I certainly hope the guy knows what he’s doing.  By the way, you must have missed my own news article.  The lacko’s had my picture put in the journal, along with a swell little paragraph.  I’m a hero no less.  Keep watching the journal for a complete article on me.  One of the guys up here is backing for a job with Stars and Stripes and he had to turn in two articles.  He picked me for the subject of one of them and it was accepted.  He said it would be sent to my home-town paper. 

I’m at a loss as to what else to write so I’ll close for now.  Keep sending the letters and I’ll keep right on answering them.  Keep everything ?      and I hope that tavern deal goes through.  By now.
                                    Love
                                                Ray







 [SM1]Page 10.  How interesting!  Talking about future aspirations, I wonder what influenced this discussion! What did he see? Who did he speak too about flying?


(end of letter)

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Observations by Opa Fritz

1) Dad often spoke of owning/operating a tavern at Union Grove, WI and this message seems to confirm that at this time in dad's life he was finally trying to settle down instead of working seasonal jobs. I remember him talking about having trucks filled with German POW's stop by the tavern apparently so the drivers could get some refreshment and a rest stop. Dad also remarked at how he would give the POW's something to drink as well or perhaps some soup. 

2) Ray mentions he's no longer wearing the 'armored force braid' but rather the 'infantry braid'. ???? I wonder what happened there.

3) Ray's description of getting real sick and not going to sick call is a sober reminder of what it must've been like at the front - damned if you do and damned if you don't!

4) I wonder if there ever was an article about Ray in The Milwaukee Journal. He already seems to have had a picture of himself appear and now he speaks of a follow-up. Again, more questions!

Thursday, May 25, 2017

Letters From Ray: A World War II Army Private's Letters Home - Pt 5


April 4, 1944
Dear Mom and Dad,


I lost my wallet in Palermo just two day before I left the ?dryyoue town and I really miss it…so had all the pictures your sent and plenty of cards.  Damn this war.
                                                                                                Love Ray.











 [SM1]Page 9.  Sounds like he is starting to get worn down a bit from the untimely loss of his wallet.

"Jesus Saves" either ironic or peace of mind, depending on how you look at it.

(end of letter)


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Observations by Opa Fritz

1) Ray spoke of 'Angio' beach head which is of course 'Anzio'  beach head in Italy.

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Letters From Ray: A World War II Army Private's Letters Home - Pt 4


Mar 28, 1943
Dear Mom and Dad,


The censor, bless his little old heart, has given us permission to say that were in North Africa-so I’ll say it.  Were in North Africa.  It really felt good to be on a boat again.  You should have seen the poor bunch of sea-sick soldiers.  They were really a sad bunch of gentlemen.  One fellow that I met up with, from Minnesota, was sick the entire trip.  He hardly ate at all.  Did we rib him.

Say by the way.  Do you know why all the swedes are in Minnesota and all the mules are in Missouri.  Well it seems as if Missouri had first choice. (I hope the censor isn’t a Swede)[SM1] 

Me and a couple of other fellows went into ((((cut paper…censor?))))) the other night and got a taste of the North African atmosphere.  We also got a taste of “Veno” the favorite intoxicant around here).  I’m telling you that’s really powerful stuff.  It’s just like a delayed action bomb.  You walk along, after having not more than five or six glasses, when suddenly it hits you.  WOW.  After that your liable to do anything.

((((((Cut paper…censor?)))))) itself is a fairly nice town.  Of course you can’t understand a single thing that’s said or read any of the advertisements.

The food in our encampment is pretty good.  In fact its very good. 

We all have “Beauty-Rest” mattresses—made of ?stadow.

All in all life ain’t so bad out here.

There isn’t much more to write about.  It will probably be some time before you get this letter.  I will write again in about a week or so.

Well till the next time I guess I will say good bye.
                                                            Yours
                                                                        Ray.







 [SM1]Page 8.  He has gone from New York to North Africa.  An excellent joke on the Swedes.  Too funny.

I find it amusing he uses the word “rib” as it is often used by my urban students here in Milwaukee, Wisconsin.

(end of letter)

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Observations by Opa Fritz

1) I was always told that Ray made it to North Africa and this was proof of the pudding

2) Ray apparently born to be a seafarer as the trip across the Atlantic doesn't seem to have phased him. He did say in an earlier letter that he was thinking of joining the Coast Guard. Perhaps that would have been a better choice. We'll simply never know.

3) A G.I.'s account of a day out on the town and his introduction to "Veno" hahahahaha what's not to love?

Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Letters From Ray: A World War II Army Private's Letters Home - Pt 3


Dec. 25, 1942
Dear Mom and Dad:

I’m sorry that my Christmas greetings must come so late and in such a manner.  I have been thinking of you all and I really wish I could have spent the Holidays with you.

Did you have a swell Christmas?  How big of a tree did you have?  Did Dad have to work?  I spent Christmas Eve and all day today doing nothing but sit around.    I haven’t been paid for the last two months so I couldn’t even buy Christmas cards.  You all will receive a gift on or about the 3rd of January.   I’m getting paid the 29th.

Were pulling onto the 5th for Camp Camppel and I’m taking the Peep down.  It’s only 150 miles south of here.  I can just imagine what kind of day it will be.  I’d lay ten to one it will either rain or be cold as all get out.

You remember all those picture of Daniel Boone standing on a hill in Kentucky with his hands shading his eyes?   I always wondered what he was looking for and now I know.  He was looking for a trail leading out of Kentucky.  No kidding Kentucky is the last state I’d move to.  Fort Knox itself is swell but as for Kentucky and its leading city Louisville-----NUTS.

Hold on to your hat folks.  Your son is going to come home.  The only trouble is I wont be home for the next two or three weeks at least but I will be home.  I’m applying for the furlough as soon as we hit Camppel.  Since Ive had this peep job my suction rating with Capt.  Barr, the Co. Commander has gone up.  I’m also in pretty good with Lt. Jameson and Lt. Bliss.  No kidding this job is alright.  There don’t seem to be much chance for a rating but I am having fun.

We were out to the driving range yesterday and it was really muddy due to a weeks rain.  My job out there is to qualify other men on my vehicle.  All men in the company have to be able to drive every vehicle we have.   I was qualifying a fellow named Gruber when I got the signal to come in.  I told this Gruber to head the peep back.  We had hardly got turned around when this jerk slides the peep into a mud hole.

Now I’m not kidding when I say that mud hole was deep.  We sunk in so deep that the mud cam up over the side of the peep and onto the floor board.  We had a tank pull us out and did I have a nice job cleaning.  That wasn’t the worst of it though.   My brake line snapped and while we were pulling it out and now my peeps in the garage being repaired.  Oh for the life of a peep driver.

We had a little excitement down here last week.  One of the peep drivers went over the hill taking peep and all.  They cought him in Indiana.  His name was Vera so no when any one of the drivers talks about going over the hump we refer to it as “pulling another Vera”.  Cute isn’t it.

Say did you know that I was in Milwaukee two weeks ago?  Yeah I had a three day pass.  I saw all my relative in the Milwaukee and got a look at your new stove and radio.  How come you didn’t take them up to Escanaba with you?  Your going to be up there some time aren’t you?
Most of the folks were glad to see me—I think.  If you want to have fun you ought to try and see everyone you know in three days.  It really was swell to see Milwaukee again after all these months.  Do you realize Ill be in the Army 7 months the 13th of next month.  I really like the army.  My only wish is that they would ship me across.  I want to get into this thing and see some real action.

Did La Verne receive her card?  I’m sorry I couldn’t send her a gift but I borrowed the money for the card from another fellow.  I also borrowed the R.R. fare to Milwaukee.  Iv’e stopped gambling after I lost all the money I have previously won on my lone nickel.  I am no a reformed Character.  No more drinking, gambling, or late hours.   Well at least not some much drinking and not to late of hours.

I am going to close now with a plea to please answer this letter right away. I  haven’t heard from you for sometime.

                                    Bye now
                                    Love Ray.

P.S.  I don’t know whether or not I thanked you for your gift but it was really swell.  Thanks a million.  Tell La Verne I will write shortly.  HOWS Donna.  Gramma Berg says she is looking swell.  How about sending me a picture of the whole family.  I haven’t any you know.   I intend to buy that Camera I was talking about this payday and I’ll send some shots of myself and buddies as son as I can.
                                                            By again.
                                                                        Ray









 [SM1]Page 6. So sad to think that he was in Milwaukee to visit.  Was it a surprise?  Why wouldn’t his parents come down from Escanaba, Michigan to visit? Did they know?

Another good question is what were they doing in Escanaba? I believe Raymond’s father had seasonal work up there. 

Either way, so sad to think they could have seen him once more before his death.



(end of letter)


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Observations by Opa Fritz

1) Ray mentions he hadn't been paid in two months! You know, even with a more robust budget things like that still go on. Today we blame it on computers, back the it could have been a clerical error - OR there was a wartime money shortage for payroll?

2) He states being ready to go to 'Camp Camppel' (sic). Construction for Camp Campell  began in January 1942 and so would have been pretty brand new at the time Ray went there. It sits on either side of the Kentucky-Tennessee border and was renamed Fort Campbell in 1950.

3) For a while he was a Peep driver. Apparently armoured division troops referred to their Jeeps as Peeps as a source of pride and to distinguish themselves from their infantry brothers. His description of his 'suction value' is hilarious. Today we'd say he was a 'kiss-ass' hahahaha but hey, there's just some things and some points of reference that are totally familiar to the military.

3) The story of one of the troops going AWOL in a Peep (pulling another "Vera") is funny. 

4) In Matt's notes at the end of the letter he wonders if Ray's dad had work up in Escanaba, MI? The answer to that is yes. Dad related on many occassions the time he worked up there. What I'm not sure about is if he did this on a seasonal basis but my memories are that he had been there at least a couple of times. Again, the wartime years must have been rough and dad found work whenever, wherever he could.

Monday, May 22, 2017

Letters From Ray: A World War II Army Private's Letters Home - Pt 2





Sept. 2, 1942
Hi Mother & Dad,

I just received your letter and really thought it was swell.  I like the way you tell me everything about what’s going on in the gulch.  You know I feel sorry for Florence.  She was expecting so much of married life and she didn’t get it.  The whole family follows the same course her mother was divorced wasn’t she?  So was chuck.

Monday was pay day and I got a war bond.  I intend to put that $10 away each month for my first furlough.  That way I’ll have some money to spend after I’ve boughten my railroad ticket.

We were out on the firing range last Tuesday and last Friday.  We were shooting the 45 calibar colt revolver.  I got a score of 39 at 15 yards, 35 at 25 yards, and 27 rapid fire at 25 yrds.  We each had 5 shots at each distance and we counted score by the nearness to the bulls eye.  The center bulls eye is 10.  Next 9 and so on down to one.   The highest score was a 44 on the 15.  I don’t know about the rest.  We’ve been studying that 30 cal.  Machine gun just about every day and some time next week were going to have them out on the firing range.

This Saturday were going out on a dismounted road march.  Its going to be 15 miles.  They’ve been stressing the necessity for alertness in case of a shaping attack while on one of these hikes so were going to have three planes come over, while were marching, and drop flower bags on top of us.  Of course we will have ample warning and should be able to get out of the way.  You know a flower bag dropped from 200 ft. wouldn’t be exactly comfortable.  Were going to be carrying full pack.

I got a package from Fred and Kay Monday.  It had two cans of spiced ham, one pabst-?ett, a box of crackers, a package of chocolate cookies, two packs of Ralieghs, and two rolls of life savers.  She’s been sending me cards about every three or four days and she’s already send a carton of cigarettes and a ?lurck.  I know she hasn’t got much time to write.  I haven’t received a single letter from Gram or Erv.  Its almost discouraging. 

I went to Louisville, Monday night and bought a pair of oxfords.  Boy did they feel good when I put them on.  I also bought quite a few souvenirs which I’ll send right away.  Boy that’s some town.  Its about the same size as Milwaukee.  Its to bad that the Brewers wont play there no more this year.  I’d like to see them play and see how Louisville take to them. 

I read a swell article about Bill Veeck in one of the Louisville papers.  They really like him.  You know Louisville is one of the two towns Veeck hasn’t made enemies with.  Kansas City is the other one.

I might go into Cincinnati this weekend ($4.00 all expense tour) and see the Reds play the St. Louis Cards.  It would be the first major league game for me.

I was on guard duty last week.  Way yea what a job.  Were on two hous off 6 and then on two after that were of finally off.  I had the 8 pm to 10pm and the 2 am to 4 am shift.  Do you feel terrible the next day.  I fell asleep during one of the lectures we were having luckily for me the 1st lieutenant didn’t notice me or I’d still be doing extra duty.

All the boys of Jewish Faith are getting a 5 day furlough regardless how long they’ve been in.  Theres plenty of squack going on about it but it isn’t going to do any good.  I suggested (as a joke) that my name might be short for Bergstein, or Goldberg, or something.  No kidding I miss Milwaukee and ?thing Gulch.


The card I got from Kay yesterday said that Gil is just about ready to go across.  Have you heard anything about it?

There are times I wish I had joined the coast guard.  On the whole I believe that the army is better than any other service in this country or any other country of course there is a saying going around camp that there are only two ways to do thing. “the right way and the army way”.  Of course don’t take it serious.  I’m going to stop now.  Answer soon. Ray.[SM1] 













 [SM1]Page 5. Interesting to see the pride that he took in enlisting rather than being drafted.  Raymond worked through the Civilian Conservation Corps (see New Deal) and got released when he received his certification of enlistment.  From speaking to Grandma he needed to get a co-signer because he was so young.  

(end of letter)


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Observations by Opa Fritz

1) A couple of take-aways from this letter: I liked Ray's description of training, especially the 'dismounted march' with flower bombs being dropped as dummy bombs. Also, did you catch his reference to 'spiced ham' You got it - SPAM! Developed in 1937 it gained worldwide popularity during the war.

2) I could find no reference to a 'Brewers' baseball team in Louisville or Milwaukee prior to the modern-era Brewers (which dates to 1970) EXCEPT for 1902 in which there was a Milwaukee Brewers team which stayed only one year prior to moving to St. Louis.



Sunday, May 21, 2017

Letters From Ray: A World War II Army Private's Letters Home - Pt 1


Ghosts from the past. Did you ever have a relative you never knew because they passed away either before you were born or very early in your life? Such is the case with my brother Ray. Ray was the brother everyone talked about, enough so that I felt I knew him. In a one-on-one private talk with my mother not long before she died, she had said how Ray had been a hell raiser and gave her a lot of grief. You see his biological mother died young as well. My father re-married and my mother was his step-mother and there was probably a bit of rebellious behavior as a result - the step-mother syndrome. She did say that he apologised for his behavior after joining the Army, but that's not something you'll see in the letters which are the basis for this next series of posts.

This round of posts, brought to you over the next nine days and culminating on Memorial Day, 29 May 2017, is a series of letters to home written by Ray. We're not sure that these are all his letters and there appears to be information gaps that can't be explained when simply reading the nine letters as presented. It could be other letters lay in the hands of family members who haven't presented them for transcribing. I've read the letters before, many years ago, but they were in the possession of our sister Donna. Then along came Matt Sommers. Matt is my great-nephew and an award winning high school history teacher in Milwaukee, WI. He's the one responsible for transcribing these and the fascinating story behind the effort was chronicled in The Green Bay Press-Gazzette back in January

Each post will begin with Ray's letter and if I have anything to add it will be as an addendum at the end of the post. Matt made personal notes as well on some of the entries and they appear at the end of the transcribed letter separated by a short line and following the [SMI] notation. The letters had no photos, so any photos you see were my copies and added to the post.

Enjoy! Opa Fritz and Oma Bettina







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PVT[SM1] . Raymond E. Berg
Company D
48th Tank Battalion
14th Armored Division

Tank Gunner in North African and Sicilian Campaigns

Killed January 13, 1945
Rittershoffen France
19 years old







 [SM1]Page 1. I tried to transcribe word-for-word as written by Raymond.  Some documents can be difficult to follow as I believe he would be answering questions from a letter that was sent to him from family and friends.  Some information is cut out ((())) obviously by sensors who determined the information was sensitive to the War Department.  Any time you see a ? mark, indicates my difficulty in trying to determine the word written.




            Sunday August 23, 1942

Hi Mommy & Poppy,

I just received your letter this morning and thanks a lot.  I’ve received at least one letter a day fro the last 5 days so I’ve really done some fancy writing the last 5 days.

I’m now in the third platoon till I’m shipped to another camp.  Our barracks is for gunners so I guess I’ll be in the top turret of one of those M4 or M3 tanks.  Say do you know that those tanks cost $55,000 a piece.   And people wonder what the government does with the money.  I naturally can’t tell you how many tanks we have out here but it runs into millions of dollars of tanks.  The armored force is the most expensive arm of the army with the exception of the Air Force.

As you might know were called the triangular division.  At one time, just a few years ago, tanks were used solely to crush machine gun nests that were holding our infantry back.   Three branches of the service used there tanks.  They were the infantry blue, cavalry yellow, and artillery red.  (drawing depicting Army badge)

After seeing the power of the tanks in the Spanish War a movement was started by three high officers, one of them Major General Scott (now second in command of the armored force) to combine tanks into one big force.  This went on for about two years before the 6th cavalry tanks were started.  This was really the start of our present A.F.

Of course tanks alone wouldn’t be effective enough.  They had to have scouts to find out the terrain of the country; to also point out bridges that needed reinforcement.  To do this the reconnaissance group had to be organized (? Pops, jeeps, motorcycles, trucks, and half-trucks).  This were supplied by the cavalry.

A protective covering of fire had to be had to keep as many of the anti-tank guns out of action as possible.  That’s where the second phase of the triangle came in.  The artillery supplied this fire so an armored artillery was organized.  

After the attack the tanks couldn’t drive the enemy troops back themselves or take over the captured terrain so that’s where the infantry put in there two cents.  Put these all together and they spelled dynamite in the form of the armored force.

Of course there’s a lot more to it but that’s briefly how the “thunderbolt” got started.  At the training station here the motto is “we forge the thunderbolt”.   I hope I made it fairly clear.

Say this Kentucky weather is really alright.  Where it rains it rains seven hours at a time without letup.  When the suns shining its so dusty out here that you cant see the mess hall when the winds blowing (slight exaduration). 

They say that Kentucky’s the only place on earth were you can stand up to your neck in mud and still have dust blowing in your face.

Ill bet its almost killing La Verne not to be able to talk much.  Ill also bet it’s the first time mother has had a fairly peaceful time.  Now all Donna has to do is lose her voice and the house will be completely quiet.

You know I think I’d feel safer riding into battle in one of these M3 tanks then have to ride a mile in the “? Servible-Pain”.  I suppose that every time dad comes to a bump in the road he slows up for fear of having the cars wheels, motor, fenders, and ?trude from falling off.  Tsk. Tsk.
Maybe you noticed in the top turret of those medium tanks the 37MM cannon.   Well that’s what I may be shooting at the Japs.  We’ve been studying these guns and also the 30 Calibar, water cooled, browning machine guns.  Boy are those mean looking outfits. Tuesday we go out on the revolver range to test our marksmanship with the 45 colt revolver.

We have four hours of drill and four hours of classes every day.  Theres a woods bordering our drill field and that’s were we have classes.  Oh for solid comfort under the nice, shady trees.


I know that your having a tough time at home but I’ll help out by sending money home pay day.  I wont be able to send more than ten bucks because I’m getting a complete war bond each month.  And then with the $10,000 insurance policy, laundry, etc.  Well I’ll be lucky to have $25 left.  If I can afford more I’ll send more.  Make the ten bucks will help out over at ?Fehls (the ?robbens).  Does he still charge six times as much as other stores?  I guess Ill close now. Please answer soon.
                                                                        By now
                                                                        Ray.
P.S. LaVerne and Donna attention!
You will probably receive your letters tomorrow or the day after.  Companeeeee dismissed!

(((Drawing of HIlter)))) Hitler after I finish with him.

Dad say hello to Heinz, Joe, and all the gang in by Joey’s.






 [SM1]Page 3.It is interesting to see his attitude about the war change as he goes from basic training to action in Europe.  He seemed very eager to  see action whether in the Pacific or in Europe. 

Pretty neat to think that the “Pride of the Yankees” was maybe one of the last films he saw.  And to see how much of an impact it had on him emotionally, indicates he was a young man who had a high level of emotional intelligence.  Something I personally relate too.

It is also unique to point out how short on cash families were at this time as he tries to convince his family to go see the “picture”.

The drawing of Hitler also shows his personality a little bit as it is quite funny.

(end of letter)


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Observations by Opa Fritz

1) This is the patch of the 14th Armored Division (the triangular division) which Ray explains early on in his letter


Courtesy Wikipedia

2) Ray mentions the tank as being a part of the ' Spanish War' - he was a bit early on that one. The Spanish-American War was a short lived affair lasting from April - August 1898, but tanks weren't developed until World War I (1914-1918).

3) I mentioned that my mom was actually Ray's step mother. My dad married her in 1941, one year before Ray entered the service. Things must have been tough for mom and dad during the war years and I find it fascinating that Ray mentions a store which charges 6x the price other stores do! Okay, there's just too many unanswered questions with that little detail.