JAMES R. PETTUS
James Pettus of Desloge [Missouri], third from left, marched in
the Rainbow Division's
Color Guard, during the World War II Veterans Parade on Memorial Day (2004).
The parade was part of the dedication of the World War II Memorial in Washington, D.C.
Marine reflects on news war
had ended I served in the Rainbow Division from May of 1944 until March
1946 as an infantryman and squad leader. We
fought in France and Germany during the Battle of the
Bulge campaign. My best Rainbow buddy and I will be going to Germany in April
of 1995 to attend the ceremonies at the Dachau Concentration Camp where the Rainbow
Division will be honored guests as the liberators of this infamous camp. We will observe the 50th anniversary of the
liberation of Dachau. Attending will also be
hundreds of former inmates from all over Europe. We
will also attend a reception by the Mayor of Munich and be guests of the Barvarian
Government at a banquet on April 30. Below is the excerpt of a few paragraphs from the above
mentioned history. "Early on the morning of December 23rd, we boarded
trucks for what was to turn out to be the most miserable day in my entire life. Nothing had ever equalled it before or has since. I had many worse days later, as far as being
scared, or seeing buddies wounded or killed, nearly being killed myself, or all the other
horrors of war, but nothing was quite like this day for sheer misery. It was bitterly cold and we were packed into
uncovered trucks, in a standing position as many as could possibly be squeezed in. We rode
this way for ten hours with the rushing sub-zero air cutting us to the bone. We only stopped a couple of times and were allowed
to de-truck for a ten minute break. We were so
cold and stiff that we felt we would break in two climbing out of the trucks. To make matters worse, it was apparent that at times we were
lost, because we back tracked several times. Our
company commander, Captain "Double Time" Jones kept getting out of his jeep and
stopping the lead truck, and looking at his maps and gazing at the terrain, etc. Stories quickly circulated among us that the truck
drivers, who were not from our outfit, had probably been over these routes dozens of times
and if left alone could have gotten us where we were supposed to go in half the time it
was taking. After we had stopped several times and retraced a previous
route, loud mutters of protest could be heard coming from men, packed like sardines, in
the trucks. Some strong name calling was
directed toward Jones from men deep within the truck beds where they couldn't be
identified. Jones either didn't hear them or
more likely pretended not to. About 8:00 pm we arrived in Strasbourg, France and when the
trucks stopped, Jones gave orders for us to stay put until he found out exactly where we
were to go. By this time everyone was too
miserable to pay any attention to him and we all began to pile out to the ground. We were at an abandoned French Cavalry camp. We were assigned billets in the old stone building
and immediately spread our blankets on the concrete floors and fell into an almost
immediate stupor. Just before we went to bed we were told that early the next
morning we would be going to the front lines. It
would be the day before Christmas - What a hell of a Christmas present. The DAILY JOURNAL, St. Francois County, Missouri, Wednesday, April 26, 1995. Local man served in the Rainbow Division By T.RESSEL\Daily Journal Staff Writer DESLOGE - It's been almost 60 years since the end of World War II, but James
Pettus of Desloge remembers well every day he spent on the front lines fighting - and
fighting to survive. |
The Desloge resident was one of 120 veterans who were invited to the U.S. Holocaust Memorial Museum as part of National Days of Remembrance. -- Pettus lost 40 percent of his group within
first three weeks -- DESLOGE, MO The year was 1943. James Pettus had just graduated from Desloge High School and was in his first year of college at Flat River Community College. The United States was engulfed in World War II and he knew his time would come to serve his country. What he didnt know, were the atrocities he would encounter in just five months of combat or the title he would earn that he would carry with him the rest of his life. The U.S. was ramping up its war effort against the Nazi war machine and the Axis powers as Pettus was drafted into the Army in July of 1943. With World War II going on, I knew it was a matter of time for me, he said. Like most everybody I just wanted to get over there and do my part. He bounced around between three organizations in the Army before he ended up with the 42nd Rainbow Division. The Rainbow Division was formed in 1917. It was comprised of National Guard units from 26 states and the District of Columbia. It got its name from General Douglas MacArthur. He said the division would stretch over the whole country like a rainbow. Pettus spent six months training with the Rainbow Division in Oklahoma. Then his time came to join the war effort in Europe. The voyage overseas by ship would last more than a week. I got so sea sick I really didnt have any thoughts on the way over there, Pettus said. The Statue of Liberty was still in sight when I began to get sick. Pettus hit the war front on Dec. 24, 1944 in Strausberg, France. He said the German soldiers were on the opposite side of the Rhine River as the Americans were trying to advance. They attacked our position in full force on Jan. 18, he said. We suffered 40 percent casualties in three weeks. Our artillery wasnt ready and hadnt arrived yet. That really hurt. Several of my close friends were either wounded or killed. We withdrew back 17 miles before we were completely surrounded. We spent 30 days resting and waiting for reinforcements. Then on March 14 we started our last push against the Germans. Pettus said the last stance against the Nazis was relentless as more than 6,000 German soldiers were captured. He said the Americans chased them from town to town. On April 29, 1944, Pettus got to the forefront of what was at the very heart of the war. His unit helped liberate Dachau concentration camp, located about 9.9 miles northwest of Munich. There were 32,000 prisoners in all there, Pettus said. All of which were in starvation. There were 50 box car loads of bodies on the tracks. One man pulled out from underneath the bodies was still alive. The bodies were of men, women and children. You think about it a lot. You try to put it out of your mind, but its there. Pettus described Dachau as a work camp. He said the camp sent the workers out into factories until they eventually died from disease or starvation. They even made the children work, he said. They had a bar set on two poles. They made the kids walk underneath the bar. If their head hit bar then they were sent off into labor. Pettus said children who werent tall enough to enter the work force were either put to death or were experimented on. He said when his unit arrived there were still a few Nazis at the concentration camp. Some took off their Nazi uniforms and put clothes on like prisoners, he said. The prisoners, though, knew who they were and turned on them. He said they either took matters into their own hands and beat the soldiers or turned them over to the Americans. Pettus said he will never forget how happy the prisoners were to see the American soldiers. He said the prisoners made American flags out of their prison garbs to show their support. The prisoners had every disease known to man, he said. So we couldnt just set them free. They required medical treatment and remained at the camp for several months after our arrival. While Pettus experience at Dachau lasted less than a day, the images he saw will linger with him the rest of his life. It made quite an impression, he said. In all Pettus covered more than 750 miles during his tour in Europe, most of which was marching on foot. I always felt like we would win the war and do it pretty quickly, he said. I dont feel there will ever be another generation like the one from World War II. There were very few men and women who were in the military at that time who didnt want to do their part. Pettus got out of the military in March of 1946. He left the Army as a staff sergeant with a Bronze star and several metals. Pettus went on to get a degree in geology from Washington University and worked for the St. Joe Lead Company for 24 years. Now, 85-years-old, he lives in Desloge with his wife during the spring and summer months and spends his time during the winter in Arizona. In April he was among 120 veterans who were invited to the U.S. Holocaust Memorial Museum in Washington D.C. to share their stories of freeing the concentration camps. In addition, 100 concentration camp survivors also attended the event. Pettus picture was featured in The Washington Post as a result of the event. Pettus remains active with the Rainbow Division and attends reunions twice a year. He admitted that their numbers are dwindling as time goes on. Over 1,000 World War II veterans die each day, he said. Im trying to reach out to other members of the 42nd. He said last year the reunion in Dayton, Ohio drew about 194 veterans. This years reunion is in New Orleans and is expected to draw 150. Since World War II Pettus has been back to Germany seven times. He said during his trips he has retraced all of his routes as a soldier. His second trip back in 1995 was for the VE Day celebration. The trip led to a friendship with one of the prisoners he helped liberate at Dachau named Danny Fisher. I was in the hotel lobby and a man saw the Rainbow patch I was wearing, Pettus said. He asked me if I was part of the Rainbow Division and introduced himself. I said yes and asked him if he was a member. He said no he was a survivor of Dachau. He was just 15-years-old when we liberated the camp. He weighed 59 pounds. Fisher told Pettus he had always wanted to go back to Dachau, but he didnt want to do it alone. He found comfort in returning to the camp with the group of soldiers that had liberated him some 50 years prior. Fishers father, mother, grandmother and sister died at the camp. We became friends after that encounter, Pettus said He somehow ended up in the United States and became a doctor and now lives in Florida. The Holocaust survivor and his liberator remain close friends today and keep in regular contact with each other.
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