Belgium Day 3: Bastogne and the End of World War II
Over the weekend we were immersed in the medieval sights of Bruges in the Flemish north and the area surrounding the guest house in the French south. On Monday, a visit to Bastogne and the Museum of the Battle of the Bulge brought us back to 20th century history. The museum offered an interesting film presentation made up of actual newsreel footage (in English), and an audio tour of the exhibits discussing Patton, the military officers who played a role in breaking the German siege of Bastogne. The allied victory pushed the German army from Belgium after years of occupation and led the end of World War II. We also visited the Mardasson Memorial which was built on the site by the Belgian people to thank the American army and allies. It is a beautiful building and starkly memorializes the six-week battle, which was the bloodiest in the war for U.S. forces, resulting in 19,000 dead and 83,000 casualties.
We paused for lunch in Bastogne at a small cafe on McAuliffe Square, named for Gen. Anthony McAuliffe, whose pithy response — “Nuts” — to a German demand for surrender during the early days of the battle immediately entered popular history. After lunch we drove to the cemetery in nearby Neupre where over 5,000 American soldiers who were killed in the Ardennes are interred. The sun had come out and emphasized the beautiful landscaping of the spot. The memorial building on the site was also very well done and fitting.
But it was the afternoon’s visit with war survivor Germaine that most put the war in perspective for me. When we arrived at her house, it immediately became apparent how Jac had managed to arrange our meeting: Germaine is Jac’s mom! She was a warm and friendly hostess, and spent time with us answering questions and sharing her memories of how life changed in her family’s small farming community near Bastogne after Germany occupied the country when she was six. (For example, instruction in school was required to be in German and all the streets in town were renamed.) In the weeks leading up to the battle, Germaine’s dad had to flee to avoid German conscription. I was so impressed to hear how Germaine’s mother, Jac’s grandmother, managed to negotiate arrangements with the Germans who took over their farm house for a hospital, as Jac described above, and kept the family going. Their farm was damaged but escaped the complete devastation (and many civilian casualties) that American artillery visited on much of the rest of the town before the hostilities were over. I couldn’t help but think Jac’s grandmother, who died at age 100, must have been made of pretty heroic stuff. The fact that Germaine remembers little real privation or fear from that time is proof of that.
Mary Anne H., Washington DC (second on the left, top row / Germaine is in the center, with the yellow shirt)

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