AT ST. MERE-EGLISE
After crushing the final German attack, the men left from Turnbull's platoon follow him wearily down the road to St. Mere-Eglise, where Turnbull links up with Lieutenant-Colonel Vandervoort.
"We've had a tough time of it, Turner," Vandervoort says. "The Germans were throwing attack after attack at us all day. They just kept coming, and we lost a lot of men..."
Vandervoort stares up the road towards Neuville. Turner listens numbly, his ears ringing painfully now. The men in St. Mere-Eglise were fighting every bit as hard as Turnbull and his boys were today.
"Sir, we held, just like you told us to," Turnbull says and then stops. He simply cannot get any more words out.
After crushing the final German attack, the men left from Turnbull's platoon follow him wearily down the road to St. Mere-Eglise, where Turnbull links up with Lieutenant-Colonel Vandervoort.
"We've had a tough time of it, Turner," Vandervoort says. "The Germans were throwing attack after attack at us all day. They just kept coming, and we lost a lot of men..."
Vandervoort stares up the road towards Neuville. Turner listens numbly, his ears ringing painfully now. The men in St. Mere-Eglise were fighting every bit as hard as Turnbull and his boys were today.
"Sir, we held, just like you told us to," Turnbull says and then stops. He simply cannot get any more words out.
He looks at Turnbull, suddenly intent and focused. Now is not the time for emotion.
"You better get some rest, Lieutenant. This thing isn't over, not by a long shot. We're hoping to link up with the troops coming from the beaches tomorrow, but there are still a lot of Germans out there, and we need to hold out 'til then. It's going to be a busy night."
Turner nods and then heads off to find the rest of Company D.
The War After D-Day
