Yes, They Do—“Gang Aft Agley!”
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Earle W. Jacobs
Earle Jacobs has been a long time resident of Southern California. He lives’ there with his wife, Alla Mikhaylovna, a native of Kiev, Ukraine and their one-eared cat Barrabashka, a native of St. Petersburg, Russia. Alla is a US Citizen. Barrabashka so far still has only her entry visa. He was an Army Lieutenant during WWII and was awarded battle stars for his ETO Campaign Ribbon for Normandy, Northern France, Rhineland and Central Europe. He has been writing adventure novels since 1989.
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Yes, They Do—“Gang Aft Agley!” - Earle W. Jacobs
Contents
Foreword
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Foreword
I really don’t know what prompted me to write this
after all these years but—
it is a true account of my life from July
1939 to April 13 +/- 1944.
Of course, this is written from the perspective
of
the sixty-some years
that have
elapsed since
April of Nineteen and Forty-four.
Fortunately,
I am
blessed with a
very good memory.
I hope you find it interesting.
Poet, Robert Burns, inspired the title,
as you no doubt have surmised.
Chapter One
Well, now what? Here I am, lying on my back, staring up at the sky; my left leg jammed down between layers of barracks’ bags and I can’t move! Who was the genius who decided to load this tub with some outfits luggage before dumping us on top of them? I have on a field pack with a shelter half and jammed full of what feels like a hundred pounds of stuff. I’m wearing my new mesh-covered steel helmet. I and everyone else, is wearing these special olive drab uniforms impregnated with something supposed to protect our skin from a gas attack of some kind. Whatever that stuff is, it’s stiff, smelly and uncomfortable. Oh yes, and of course, the gas mask; It’s big and bulky enough, I wonder if it will really work in a real attack? I feel like I must weigh a ton! (‘Just great if I had fallen into the water climbing down into this scow, right?)
We have one man, the biggest in this squad, (I’ve forgotten his name—a nice chap though) carrying the BAR. (Browning automatic rifle) Another totes the barrel for the 50 cal. machine gun, another carries it’s receiver and yet another, its tripod. Believe me, all three are heavy suckers. Hopefully, if necessary, they can get it all assembled and set up if we are attacked by the deadly German horde that surely must await us on Utah beach ahead of us on the shores of Normandy. I hadn’t seen him but hopefully we should also have someone with the guns ammo box. They and the rest of us, including me, have also been issued the now standard 30 caliber carbines. (Deadly accurate, I later discovered, on anything within 50 feet.) Assuming we must all be direct descendants of Annie Oakley, in addition to the clip of 20 cartridges that we had in our carbines, in a spirit of unbridled generosity, we all had been given an extra clip of ammunition; surely more than enough for an expert marksman, if used judiciously. We were also each issued a trench knife
, for hand-to-hand combat I assume; they are rather attractive in appearance, with a sharp point and guaranteed to cut butter if that were left out to soften just a tad.
A few Doubting Thomas’s, of which I must confess I was one, not being supremely confident in the efficacy or sufficiency of the Army’s equipment had also augmented that issued equipment with items we had purchased some time before departing on this expedition. I don’t know what some of them may have added but, right now, I also had a revolver in a shoulder holster and an extra hunting-knife on my web belt, this one razor sharp. (I still have it.)
We had, some time previously, practiced climbing down cargo nets to prepare us for this part of our excursion; (TWICE) I had hated it. Those practice towers must have been forty feet tall. Wearing all our gear, we climbed ladders, en mass, up one side and then down the cargo nets hung down the other side. During this exercise, you had people stepping on your head or hands, sometimes both simultaneously, as we all made our descent, again en-masse. A most unpleasant experience, both times. This however, should amply prepare anyone for the actual disembarkation when it occurred, right? WRONG!
Those practice towers had been anchored firmly on DRY LAND! I had stood by watching as the rest of the men, individually, climbed down the ten to fifteen feet of net to the small landing craft that was going to