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Late in the afternoon of August 28, 1944, Ross walked up to Phil. “Look over there,” he pointed. They gazed at the edge of the forest about […]

A THRILLING ROUNDUP — “Rider and horse…each is totally reliant upon the other. Each is the selfless guardian of the other’s very well-being.”[1]

On the afternoon of August 28, 1944, on the outskirts of Montélimar, Phil was called over to his commander’s jeep. Col. Lionel McGarr commanded the 30th […]

“There’s nothing I don’t know about war.  The stench of it … War is a terrible thing.” Don McCullin, award-winning war photographer.[1]

On the morning of August 27, Phil was attached to a reconnaissance patrol with his good friend Ross Calvert, who was then the 3rd Battalion S-2. […]

The surprised, shaken and disorganized German 19th Army, feeling the weight of our advance, harassed from all sides, and recognizing the precariousness of its position, tried […]

While Dad and his men were racing up the Rhone Valley chasing the German 19th Army, now 10 days since the southern France D-Day (the 30th […]

Dad’s 30 th Infantry Regiment had turned north and was quickly driving up the Rhone Valley.[1] One of the men in dad’s unit, Sgt. Norman Mohar […]

The 30th Infantry sent out a motorized patrol shortly after noon August 22, to Lançon, which came from the south through La Fare and reported no […]

At four A.M. on Monday, August 21, 1944, an envoy appeared at the Task Force Butler command post at Aspres with a message from General Truscott: […]