Conclusion
By DELL ARTHUR
Now
it was time for a final push into Germany itself. Gitts now assigned to the 17th
Glider Squadron, along with his outfit pushed towards the Rhine River dividing
France with German. The fighting had been intense and American, English and
Canadian forces were seeking a bridge that would allow them to cross into the
Rhineland. The Germans successfully managed to blow up the major bridges
denying Allied forces access to the homeland.
Then
at Ramagen an unforeseen opportunity happened. The bridge that had been mined
with explosives failed to go off allowing American soldiers to make it across.
Now holding the bridge the 17th Division poured across before German
artillery fire finally caused the bridge to collapse. But it was too little and
too late.
Gitts
was assigned as a Jeep driver and the chief objective was a push to Berlin. He
recalled that one of the “tricks” the Germans used was to stretch piano wire
across a road. The result was an unknowing driver would easily be decapitated.
But
as a paratrooper Gitts would also fight as a regular infantryman. This nearly
caused him his life. He recalled a town his outfit had just entered still
contained enemy fighters. He recalled working his way along a sidewalk and when
he stepped out into the open space a German sniper took aim and hit him in the
back of his head. If he hadn’t been for his steel helmet he would have been
dead. Falling to the ground unconscious he was bleeding copiously from the
wound. Quickly a medic came to his aid
and pulled him to safety and treated him as best he could. He was then
transferred to a medical aid station where doctors were able to stem the flow
of blood and stabilize him. Still unconscious Gitts was loaded into an
ambulance and sent off to a major hospital at Paris.
The
wound was so severe that doctors had to insert a metal plate in his skull which
remained for the rest of his life. He was confined in the hospital for a month.
Just before being discharged from the hospital and returned to duty, Gitts was
visited by a Captain who said that he needed a Russian speaking interpreter.
His knowledge of the language made him perfectly suitable for the job. He was
ready to go back to work and was switched permanently to the 82nd
Airborne and put on light duty.
And
then the big disappointment; General Eisenhower made the decision to let the
Russian army capture the German capital.
By
now the war in Europe was quickly nearing the end but there was still Japan to
be reckoned with. On April 30, 1945 Hitler put a gun to his head and along with
his new bride Eva Braun who he had just married, the two committed suicide.
Shortly after surrender document was signed by the last of Germany’s high
command and the war was officially over. But now the occupation forces had to
divvy up what was left of Berlin.
Berlin
was divided between the American, English, Russian and French forces. Gitts
recalled that the American headquarters was located only a block away from the
Russian command. The Russians made it very clear that their territory was “off
limits” to the
Americans. The “cold war” had just begun.
Americans. The “cold war” had just begun.
Berlin
was devastated. Gitts said that over three-fourths of the city was rubble.
Allied bombers had leveled many historic buildings but the damage was necessary
to war. But now it was a time for rebuilding. Assigned to the 325th
Glider Infantry office, Gitts was able to get a pass to roam throughout the
western section of the city.
By
now his European duty was winding down. As a consequence of his head wound he
was sent to Bremmer, Germany to await shipment back to the United States.
Waiting orders he and some friends took the opportunity “to do nothing” but
relax. The danger and sound of gunfire was now in the past. Not having to wake
up after sleeping on the cold wet ground, hearing the whistling of shells
overhead, not having to dodge being shot at and seeing close friends die in
front of your eyes, the change was welcomed.
But the wound to his head
plagued him with severe migraine headaches. The rifle and bayonet that the
German soldier had stabbed him with was recovered and successfully sent home
where it remained a life-long souvenir. The rifle was a German Mouser Karabinger 98K. When he finally got
home he had it converted into a hunting rifle and he used it for years hunting
deer and elk.
Finally the day came when
he was put aboard an Army hospital ship, the John S. Meany for shipment back to
New York. So, on October 31, 1945, the ship left for America and Gitts left the
horror of memories behind him. Because of a storm the trip took 16 days to make
the crossing. Finally on November 15, the ship docked at Boston and he was
transferred to an Army hospital. After five days Gitts was aboard a train for
Washington State and a stay at Madigan Army hospital at Fort Lewis. Here he was
evaluated to determine if he would receive a medical or honorable discharge
from service. Because of his head injury and the migraine headaches he went
under observation of 60 days before being allowed to take a furlough and go
home.
After arriving home to
the joy the family his mother and father was hit with hard news. His brother
Victor, who had enlisted in the Coast Guard, had fallen ill with lobar
pneumonia. His parents were advised that he most likely would be okay but four
days later a Coast Guard officer and chaplain came to the front door to inform
the family that Victor had died. Because of his brother’s death Gitts was
immediately discharged.
In all Gitts served two
years, fifteen days in the service of his country. He underwent horrific
battles and was wounded three times. His record showed that he received three
Purple Hearts, the Belgium Fourrangere, the Netherlands Orange Lanyard, a Good
Conduct Medal, American European Middle Service Eastern Service Medal, Marksman
Pin, Infantry Combat Badge, the Bronze Service Arrowhead, Paratroop Wings and
certificate of Merit for outstanding bravery in enemy fire—all of this before
his 23rd birthday.
And now with Veteran’s
Day ahead the accomplishments of men like Gitts who were once boys, have indeed
proved to be our “greatest generation.”
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