Re: battle for arnhem....
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MY MEMORIES OF ARNHEM 1944
Name: Theo Francis Redman
Rank: Captain
Unit: 133 Parachute Field Ambulance
Regiment: Royal Army medical Corps
We took off for Holland on Monday, 18th. September, 1944. Briefing had followed the usual pattern and, once briefed, we were confined to barracks. We were, however, marched down to Oakham cinema to watch "Gone with the Wind". The first lift had gone in the day before: we were on the ground by 10.00 hrs.. The flight over was uneventful, except for an occasional "ping" as a piece of flack hit us.
I landed in a wood north of the D.Z., missing the trees, and found Pte. J. Leech at my side. We were soon joined by L.Cpl. Jones whose 'chute had been caught up in a tree but he had managed to release himself. Shortly after this, before we had had time to make any plans, a group of enemy appeared through the trees, about twenty or so in number and approximately twenty yards away, firing as they came. I was to learn, at a later date, that these were Dutch S.S.: the detachment was commanded by a German named Albert Paul Heinz Georg Naumann, (as I discovered much later), who lived in Annaberg in Saxony.
We were lying on the ground, trying to get some cover from the very slender trees, with bullets kicking the ground all around. One of these got me in the arm, but one hardly noticed it at the time. There seemed little future in trying to take them on with my revolver so we gave ourselves up. I saw Leech lying on the ground, went over to him and found he had been shot in the neck. One of the enemy force, standing by said "he is dead", an observation with which I had to agree. Apart from removing weapons, map cases and compasses our captors were relatively civil and considerate.
Jones and I were taken to a nearby farm building, possibly called Hindekamp, where I attended to a German who had been shot through the chest, then this German, Jones and I were evacuated by horse and cart to a Medical Aid Post at Ede where my wound was dressed. This post was situated out in the open, under some trees. There were two Medical Officers and about six Nursing Orderlies. The equipment was in two or three panniers, not unlike our own, here German Field Medical Cards were issued. After about an hour an ambulance load of patients, all German except Jones and myself, took us to Apeldoorn: by now it was after dark. We were taken to the Katholieke Ziekenhuis where, also, were brought some other airborne wounded. Jones had a bruised shoulder but an X-ray showed no bony injury. I did not see what happened to Jones later and, indeed, I did not see him again.
At this hospital my wound had a debridement under local on the 19th. September and, apart from having to wear a sling, the wound was no real trouble so I started roaming round the hospital and finding no objection was raised I began to compile a nominal role of British patients and did my best deal with their anxieties and questions. The nuns who provided the nursing services were first class and so outgoing and friendly. ( It was a great pleasure to meet one of them again during a visit to the hospital after the war). A Dutch maid gave me half a cup of Advocat! Shortly I was transferred to the St. Joseph's Kriegs-Lazarett, a large German Military Hospital. This was already overcrowded with German wounded as well as our own. Casualties began to arrive en masse, both German and British, for at least another three or four days in an unending stream. I can do no better at this stage than to reproduce what I wrote in my official report on returning to England:
General Attitude of the Germans:
this was co-operative and humanitarian in every way. I can recall only one case on which they refused to operate because of the time involved or because of the prognosis, (other than that of the immediate operative risk), this was a man with a trans-buttock wound involving the rectum and with obvious advanced retroperitoneal sepsis. He might have been done earlier, but there was a great rush on then and he would have required too great a time on the table. I feel their decision was justified."
Some toy soldier tributes to the medical corps and field ambulance, field ambulance work was arguably the most dangerous in the Army........