An Ambulance
Driver's
Experiences in World War II
From Omaha Beach to the Malmédy Massacre
by
Howard E. Nixon
6 April 1923 - 29 December 2001
We went from Amsterdam by train to Sweden. We were confused where to get
on and what train to take. A young lady came up to us and said, "Follow
me. I'm going part way. Just carry my suitcase," which I was glad to do.
She got us to the right train. We switched trains and she was gone.
Some of the trip was by boat across Denmark. We saw Betty's relation and
went to Lapland and saw reindeer. Then back to Sweden and then flew home.
So many years have gone by since the war and I had almost forgotten some
of the horrible things I had seen. Writing about my experiences brought back
some memories. I have awakened up at night and I hear the bombs, the mortar and
artillery. I see the destruction of houses, and towns, the dead men, horses and
cattle, and the burning vehicles. I see the wounded and feel the pain. I see
the shell shocked men out of their mind. And I wonder why did this have to
happen. I breath a prayer for those who gave their lives and a prayer for peace
that will last. Amen.
- On 29 December
2001 Howard E. Nixon died unexpectedly near his home in Cherry Grove Twp.,
Wexford Co., Michigan, at the end of a successful day of deer hunting with a
neighbor. He had bagged his deer and had started cleaning it. Suddenly he stood
up, said he didn't feel well, and stepped away to sit down. Soon afterward he
passed away. It was just about three months after his story was first posted on
the Internet.
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