March 25, 2005
Atrocity at Gardelegen: April, 1945
Soon it will be April 14, 2005, the 60th Anniversary of the discovery of one of the more grisly atrocities committed by the SS during WWII. As elements of the 405th Regiment of the 102nd Infantry Division approached Gardelegen resistance was sporadic. From Gardelegen the rest of the tale:
"On April 14 the 2d Bn, 405th Infantry, approached the village of Wiepke through a typical gloomy German forest. Progress was slow against, rather intense but sporadic small arms fire, since flat terrain and concealment in the village favored the defenders. With the aid of artillery fire, tanks, and TDs, Wiepke was soon mopped up and the battalion headed south. Along the northern edge of Estedt intense small arms and 20mm flak opened up on our leading companies. Here a battle group of para troopers were guarding the approach to Gardelegen, an ancient, moated town now the site of a great airfield and a German air force replacement center. Two platoons of tanks accompanied by determined Ozark doughs roared over this strongpoint and soon engulfed Estedt itself. But no sooner had our force emerged from the town than they again found themselves under heavy automatic fire from the woods to the south and west. Gardelegen, it appeared, was a prize jealously guarded.I read a story similar to the one above many, many times as a youth and adolescent, and again recently. You see, I have the 102nd's book, "With the 102d Infantry Division Through Germany." A prized possession left to me by my late father, Col. George M. Roper, Jr, Infantry, United States Army
Without a breathing spell artillery went into position and was all set to plaster the woods. At this point, however, a German sedan with motorcycle escort, conspicuous under large fluttering white flags, dashed up from the south. The commandant of the Gardelegen garrison it seemed, had lost all desire to defend the fatherland. His present errand was to seek out an American commander to whom he could surrender.This colonel, it turned out, had been persuaded to pursue this wise course by Lt Emerson Hunt, liaison officer between the Ozark Hq and his 701st Tank Battalion. He, as well as several wire crews of the 102d Signal Company, not aware that Gardelegen had been bypassed, had been captured that day by its outguards.
Lt Hunt, upon being questioned, demanded to be taken to the highest German commander. He then succeeded in intimidating that worthy colonel, as well as his staff, into believing that American tanks within the half-hour would blast Gardelegen from the face of Germany. But not knowing exactly where his battalion was at that time located, he suggested the garrison surrender immediately to the nearest American commander, who judging from the noise, was only then approaching from Estedt. No sooner said than done. Lt Hunt was sent back to notify his tanks that complete capitulation would be arranged. To ensure safe and speedy passage through the German outposts, a Luftwaffe major accompanied him. Before nightfall this individual was considerably puzzled concerning the location of the American tanks -- and well he might be, for with the exception of 2 platoons of the 701st in Estedt, our armor was far, far away. The Luftwaffe colonel, however, was not aware of this ruse and agreed with alacrity to the stipulations set forth by Colonel Williams, CO of the 405th Infantry. Punctually at 1900 he reappeared with his sedan, motorcycle and white flag to escort Colonel Williams into town where the entire garrison, its arms already stacked, stood neatly drawn up for surrender. On this decorous, if not ceremonial note, the Battle for Gardelegen ended. What recriminations and accusations passed between the German commander and the Gardelegen Kreisleiter (county supervisor) will never be known. But certainly the surrender was ill-timed because it interrupted the ghoulish activities in a barn on the outskirts of town.
There on Monday morning were found the charred and smoking bodies of over 300 slave laborers, prisoners of the Nazis who had been deliberately burned to death by their captors. Freshly dug common graves in nearby fields mutely emphasized the haste with which all evidence of this atrocity was being concealed. Another day and no trace would have remained.
Investigation disclosed that 1016 political and military prisoners had perished here. Part of a larger group, they were being driven west to escape the Russians when suddenly their guards discovered that the fall of Gardelegen was imminent. Following already well-recognized Nazi precedent, these men were murdered to prevent any possibility of their turning on their captors in the event of sudden liberation. Under General Keating's stern supervision a memorial cemetery was established, to be kept forever green, by the citizens of Gardelegen
Dad was a 1st Lt. in the 405th and was with them from their first combat on 23 October through the end of the war and was with the 405th when it made the grisly discovery. In all well over 2000 prisoners had been herded by train and on foot from an aircraft factory in eastern Germany across the Elbe trying to escape the Russian Army. of the 2000 plus, 800 were shot as they faltered or died on the wayside. The remaining bodies are buried in Gardelegen in a military style cemetery. Twenty two days after the discovery, Germany captiulated and that war was over."
In 1956, with my dad, we visited that cemetery which the people of Gardelegen have been charged with keeping it pristine for eternity. Watching dad stand there looking at more than a thousand Crosses and Stars of David I was amazed to see a single tear slide down his cheek as he turned so that his children wouldn't see him cry. More than 10 years later the savagery of fascism still affected dad.
Atrocities continue in a different war, different enemy but the same fascist mindset. Now, like then, we cannot relax, we cannot allow ourselves to be unguarded, we cannot lose.
Update: This photo was supplied via the Internet by my friend Miguel Buitrago of Bolivia who writes the blog MABB who, oddly enough lived for a time some 30 Kilometers from Gardelegen. The Crosses and Stars of David almost all bear the inscription "Unknown" (but to God). Their time on earth was troubled, their rest is in the arms of God.
VERY good post. I hadn't read this account before and thank you for sharing. I also wanted to tell you thank you for the service your father gave to our Country. I know you are proud of him. God bless you...
Great blog by the way and I am adding you also to my blogroll!
Posted by Julie at March 26, 2005 07:18 AM
The years sometimes creep by with quietness of a cat, and sometimes with the speed of young children of bicycles, but go by they do. Tis' noble for you to again remind us of our history. In part this piece of history belongs very much to just you, and yet, it belongs to all Americans..and the larger lessons belong to the world. Thank you, GM, for reminding us of such valuable lessons, not the least of which would be a father's concern that his family knew about real history and its' real lessons.
Regards,
Tad
Posted by tad at March 26, 2005 08:27 AM
As an ardent student of history, I firmly believe that our past is an important key to our future. We owe so much to those who have preceded us, for they prepared the way to our present, and it is my fervent hope that our nation will be ever worthy of their accomplishments and their sacrifices. Thank you, GM for sharing this personal insight to the contributions made by your father, and by those who served beside him.
Posted by HB at March 26, 2005 09:52 AM
This is amazing. I lived for over a year in a town 30 km north of Gardelegen. Once I passed through Gardelegen. The town doesn't seems much. Little, picturesque and typical northern German town. Currently it's going through a boom, because they have designed a nice package of incentives for business to go and settle there. In the last 10 years, it has progressed a lot.
I have also enjoyed the famous Garley bier.
But, after your post, I will definitely go back there and visit this cemetery.
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Miguel, it is always so nice to have you visit my blog. That you have actually visited Gardelegen is amazing - what are the odds that a blogger from south Texas born in Germany and raised everywhere should become acquainted through the internet with a Bolivian who had visited the very place the first blogged about.
Thanks
GMR
I looked up the town and would like to share these links.
http://www.scrapbookpages.com/Gardelegen/index.html
This is the official website to the town. (English too)
Very interesting.
Posted by MB at March 27, 2005 12:22 PM
Did your last commentor actually mean Weizen bier? My wife and I visited Dachau, which is about an hour by train outside of Munich. The camp is preserved for all to see. The really odd thing (to me, anyway) was that Dachau is a "regular" town. Imagine the local kids shouting encouragement to their school sports teams? What does the Chamber of Commerce point to with civic pride?
Posted by tad at March 27, 2005 06:15 PM
No, I meant Pilsner beer, which is another kind of beer brewed from barley. Weizen beer is from wheat. It is very common in Germany that towns brew their own bier. A recomendable bike tour is to visit different towns and in each town, try the local beer. Of course, three or four towns will do. This town, Gardelegen, happens to have a specially good pilsener. The name of the bier is Garley.
I should point out though, the area in which Gardelegen is located is very much in northern Germany. I say this because there is a marked difference between southern and northern Germany. In the south, there are the famous beer gardens. Where I was living, the Altmark, people go around in bike tours, and in between rests one has a beer.
Posted by MB at March 28, 2005 10:51 AM