Stephen E. Ambrose’s iconic New York Times bestseller about the ordinary men who became the World War II’s most extraordinary soldiers: Easy Company, 506th Parachute Infantry Regiment, 101st Airborne Division, US Army.
They came together, citizen soldiers, in the summer of 1942, drawn to Airborne by the $50 monthly bonus and a desire to be better than the other guy. And at its peak—in Holland and the Ardennes—Easy Company was as good a rifle company as any in the world.
From the rigorous training in Georgia in 1942 to the disbanding in 1945, Stephen E. Ambrose tells the story of this remarkable company. In combat, the reward for a job well done is the next tough assignment, and as they advanced through Europe, the men of Easy kept getting the tough assignments.
They parachuted into France early D-Day morning and knocked out a battery of four 105 mm cannon looking down Utah Beach; they parachuted into Holland during the Arnhem campaign; they were the Battered Bastards of the Bastion of Bastogne, brought in to hold the line, although surrounded, in the Battle of the Bulge; and then they spearheaded the counteroffensive. Finally, they captured Hitler's Bavarian outpost, his Eagle's Nest at Berchtesgaden.
They were rough-and-ready guys, battered by the Depression, mistrustful and suspicious. They drank too much French wine, looted too many German cameras and watches, and fought too often with other GIs. But in training and combat they learned selflessness and found the closest brotherhood they ever knew. They discovered that in war, men who loved life would give their lives for them.
This is the story of the men who fought, of the martinet they hated who trained them well, and of the captain they loved who led them. E Company was a company of men who went hungry, froze, and died for each other, a company that took 150 percent casualties, a company where the Purple Heart was not a medal—it was a badge of office.
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About the Author
Stephen E. Ambrose was a renowned historian and acclaimed author of more than thirty books. Among his New York Times bestsellers are Nothing Like It in the World, Citizen Soldiers, Band of Brothers, D-Day - June 6, 1944, and Undaunted Courage. Dr. Ambrose was a retired Boyd Professor of History at the University of New Orleans and a contributing editor for the Quarterly Journal of Military History.
Date of Birth:January 10, 1936
Date of Death:October 13, 2002
Place of Birth:Whitewater, Wisconsin
Place of Death:Bay St. Louis, Mississippi
Education:B.A., University of Wisconsin; M.A., Louisiana State University, 1958; Ph.D., University of Wisconsin, 1963
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Chapter 9: The Island
HOLLANDOctober 2 - November 25,1944
Easy Company, like all units in the American airborne divisions, had been trained as a light infantry assault outfit, with the emphasis on quick movement, daring maneuvers, and small arms fire. It had been utilized in that way in Normandy and during the first ten days in Holland. From the beginning of October until almost the end of November 1944, however, it would be involved in static, trench warfare, more reminiscent of World War I than World War II.
The area in which it fought was a 5-kilometer-wide "island" that lay between the Lower Rhine on the north and the Waal River on the south. The cities of Arnhem, on the Lower Rhine, and Nijmegen, on the Waal, marked the eastern limit of the 101st's lines; the small towns of Opheusden on the Lower Rhine and Dodewaard on the Waal were the western limit. The Germans held the territory north of the Lower Rhine and west of the Opheusden-Dodewaard line.
The Island was a flat agricultural area, below sea level. Dikes that were 7 meters high and wide enough at the top for two-lane roads held back the flood waters. The sides of the dikes were sometimes steep, more often sloping so gradually as to make the dikes 200 or even 300 feet wide at the base. Crisscrossing the area were innumerable drainage ditches. Hills rose on the north side of the Lower Rhine, giving the Germans a distinct advantage in artillery spotting. They had apparently unlimited ammunition (the German industrial heartland was only 50 kilometers or so up the Rhine River), enough at any rate to enable them to fire 88s at single individuals caught out in the open. All movement on the island was by night; during daylight hours, men stayed in their foxholes, observation posts, or houses and barns. The fall weather in northwest Europe was, as usual, miserable: cold, humid, rainy, a fit setting for a World War I movie.
There were whole regiments of British artillery on the Island, firing in support of the 101st. This meant that Island battles were artillery duels in which the main role of the infantry was to be prepared to hurl back any assault by the German ground troops and to serve as forward artillery observers. Patrols went out every night, to scout and to maintain contact with the enemy. For the most part, however, Easy and the other companies in the 101st sat there and took it, just as their fathers had done in 1918. A man's inability to do anything about the artillery fire added to the widespread, overwhelming feeling of frustration.
But of course it was not 1918. On the Island, the men of Easy first saw jet airplanes in action. They watched vapors from the V-2s, the world's first medium-range ballistic missile, as they passed overhead on the way to London. Still, as had been true of soldiers on the Western Front in 1914-1917, they fought without tank support, as a tank was much too conspicuous a target on the Island.
The rations added to the sense that Easy was in a World War I movie rather than a real 1944 battle. The company drew its rations from the British, and they were awful. The British 14-in-1s, according to Corporal Gordon, "will support life, but not morale." Bully beef and heavy Yorkshire pudding were particularly hated, as was the oxtail soup, characterized as "grease with bones floating in it." Most men took to throwing everything in the 14-in-1s into a single large pot, adding whatever vegetables they could scrounge from the countryside, and making a sort of stew out of it. Fortunately there was fresh fruit in abundance, mainly apples and pears. Cows that desperately needed milking were relieved of the contents of their bulging udders, and that helped, but there was no coffee and the men quickly tired of tea.
Worst of all were the English cigarettes. Cpl. Rod Bain described them as "a small portion of tobacco and an ungodly amount of straw." Best of all was the daily British rum ration. Next best was finding German rations. The hard biscuits were like concrete, but the canned meat and tubes of Limburger cheese were tasty and nutritious.
As had been true of the villages of France on both sides of the line on the Western Front 1914-1918, the civilian residents of the Island were evacuated (and Holland is the most densely populated country on earth). This gave the men almost unlimited opportunities for looting, opportunities that were quickly seized. Webster wrote, "Civilians dwell under the misapprehension that only Germans and Russians go through drawers, closets, and chicken coops, whereas every G.I. of my acquaintance made a habit of so doing." Watches, clocks, jewelry, small (and large) pieces of furniture, and of course liquor quickly disappeared -- that is, what was left, as the British had already stripped the area.
The Island was most like World War I in its stagnated front. Easy spent nearly two months there, in daily combat. It sent out almost 100 patrols. It repelled attacks. It fired an incredible amount of ammunition. It took casualties. But when it was finally relieved, it turned over to the relieving party front-line positions that had hardly moved one inch.
The company moved onto the Island on October 2, by truck, over the magnificent bridge at Nijmegen (still standing) that had been captured by the 82d on September 20 at 8:00 P.M. Once over the Waal, the trucks took the men some 15 kilometers, past dozens of camouflaged British artillery pieces, to the village of Zetten.
They arrived at night, to relieve the British 43d Division. The 506th regiment was taking over a stretch of front line that had been held by a full division. It was over 6 miles in length. The 2d Battalion of the 506th was on the right (east) end of the line, with Easy on the far right with the 501st PIR to its right. Easy had to cover almost 3 kilometers with only 130 men.
British soldiers met the company in Zetten and escorted the leading elements to their new positions. "What's it like up here?" Webster asked.
"It's a bloody rest position, mate," was the reply. The numerous craters from 105s and 88s looked fresh to Webster, who doubted that he was being given straight scoop. After a three-hour march, the patrol reached its destination, a clump of houses nestled beside a huge dike. The Lower Rhine was on the other side of the dike, with a kilometer or so of flat, soggy grazing land between it and the dike. The area was littered with dead animals, burned houses, and empty machine-gun belts and ammo boxes. This was no-man's-land.
To cover his assigned section of the front, Winters put the 2d and 3d platoons on the line, along the south side of the dike, with the 1 st platoon in reserve. He did not have sufficient troops to man the line properly, so he placed outposts along the dike at spots that he calculated were most likely enemy infiltration points. He kept in contact with the outposts by means of radio, wire, and contact patrols. He also sent three-man patrols to the river bank, to watch for enemy movement and to serve as forward artillery observers. He set up his CP at Randwijk.
At 0330, October 5, Winters sent Sgt. Art Yournan out on a patrol, with orders to occupy an outpost in a building near a windmill on the south bank of the dike. With Youman were Pvts. James Alley, Joe Lesniewski, Joe Liebgott, and Rod Strohl. The building was beside a north-south road that ran to a ferry crossing on the river to the north, back to the small village of Nijburg to the south.
When the patrol reached the road, Youman told Lesniewski to go to the top of the dike to look things over. When he reached the top, hugging the ground as he had been taught, Lesniewski saw an unexpected sight, the outline of a German machine-gun set up at the point where the road coming from the ferry crossed the dike. Behind it, in the dark, he could just make out a German preparing to throw a potato-masher grenade at Youman's patrol, down at the south base of the dike.
Simultaneously the other members of the patrol heard German voices on the north side of the dike. Liebgott, who was trailing, called out, "Is that you, Youman?"
The German threw the grenade as Lesniewski called out a warning. Other Germans pitched grenades of their own over the dike. Lesniewski got hit in the neck by shrapnel. Alley got blown to the ground by a blast of shrapnel that left thirty-two wounds in his left side, face, neck, and arm. Strohl and Liebgott took some minor wounds; Strohl's radio was blown away.
They had run into a full company of SS troops. It had come across the river by ferry earlier that night and was attempting to infiltrate south of the dike, to make a diversionary assault in support of a major attack the 363d Volksgrenadier Division was scheduled to launch at first light against the left flank of the 506th at Opheusden. Although the patrol did not know it, another SS company had crossed the dike and was on the loose behind American lines. Although division did not yet know it, the attack on 1st and 2d Battalions of the 506th was much more than just a local counterattack; the German objective was to clear the entire Island area of Allied troops.
After the skirmish with the first SS company, the E Company patrol fell back. It was a full kilometer to Winters' CP. "Come on, Alley," Strohl kept saying. "We've got to get our asses out of here."
"I'm coming, I'm coming," the limping Alley replied.
At 0420 Strohl got back to the CP to report the German penetration. Winters immediately organized a patrol, consisting of a squad and a half from the 1st platoon, which was in reserve, plus Sgt. Leo Boyle from HQ section with a radio.
Sergeant Talbert ran back to the barn where his men were sleeping. "Get up! Everybody out!" he shouted. "The Krauts have broken through! God damn you people, get out of those beds." Webster and the others shook themselves awake, grabbed their rifles, and moved out.
Winters and his fifteen-man patrol moved forward quickly, along the south side of the dike. As they approached the SS company, he could see tracer bullets flying off toward the south. The firing made no sense to him; he knew there was nothing down that way and guessed that the Germans must be nervous and confused. He decided to stop the patrol and make his own reconnaissance.
Leaving the patrol under Sergeant Boyle's command, he crawled to the top of the dike. On the other (north) side, he saw that there was a 1-meter deep ditch running parallel to the dike. It would provide some cover for an approach to the road. He returned to the patrol, ordered two men to stay where they were as rear and right flank protection, and took the remainder up and over the dike to the ditch on the north side. The group then moved forward cautiously down the ditch toward the road.
When he was 200 meters from the road, Winters stopped the patrol again and moved forward alone, to scout the situation. As he neared the road -- which was raised a meter or so above the field -- he could hear voices on the other side. Looking to his right, he could see German soldiers standing on top of the dike by the machine-gun position, silhouetted against the night sky. They were wearing long winter overcoats and the distinctive German steel helmets. Winters was about 25 meters from them, down in the drainage ditch. He thought to himself, This is just like the movie All Quiet on the Western Front.
He crawled back to the patrol, explained the situation, and gave his orders. "We must crawl up there with absolutely no noise, keep low, and hurry, we won't have the cover of night with us much longer."
The patrol got to within 40 meters of the machine-gun up on the dike. Winters went to each man and in a whisper assigned a target, either the riflemen or the machine-gun crew. Winters whispered to Christenson to set up his 30-caliber machine-gun and concentrate on the German MG 42. Behind Christenson, Sergeant Muck and PFC. Alex Penkala set up their 60 mm mortar.
Stepping back, Winters gave the order, "Ready, Aim, Fire!" in a low, calm, firing-range voice. Twelve rifles barked simultaneously. All seven German riflemen fell. Christenson's machine-gun opened up; he was using tracers and could see he was shooting too high, but as he depressed his fire Muck and Penkala dropped a mortar round smack on the German machine-gun. Sergeant Boyle was "astounded at the heavy, accurate fire that we delivered at the enemy." He later told Lipton he thought it was the best shooting he had ever seen.
The patrol began to receive some light rifle fire from across the road running from the dike to the ferry. Winters pulled it back down the ditch for about 200 meters, to a place where the ditch connected with another that ran perpendicular to it, from the dike to the river. Out of range of the Germans, he got on Boyle's radio and called back to Lieutenant Welsh.
"Send up the balance of the 1st platoon," he ordered, "and the section of light machine-guns from HQ Company attached to E Company."
As the patrol waited for the reinforcements, Sgt. William Dukeman stood up to shout at the men to spread out (as Gordon Carson, who recalled the incident, remarked, "The men will congregate in a minute"). Three Germans hiding in a culvert that ran under the road fired a rifle grenade. Dukeman gave a sigh and slumped forward. He was the only man hit; a chunk of steel went in his shoulder blade and came out through his heart, killing him. The survivors opened up with their rifles on the Germans in the culvert and killed them in return.
While waiting for the remainder of the platoon to come forward, Winters went out into the field between the two lines to be alone and to think things through. Three facts struck him: the enemy was behind a good solid roadway embankment, while his men were in a shallow ditch with no safe route for withdrawal; the enemy was in a good position to outflank the patrol to the right and catch it in the open field; there was nothing south of the bank to stop the Germans from moving down the road unmolested to the 2d Battalion CP at Hemmen. Under the circumstances, he decided he had no choice but to attack. It was now full daylight.
Returning to the patrol, he found that the reinforcements had arrived. Now he had some thirty men. He called Lts. Frank Reese and Thomas Peacock and Sgt. Floyd Talbert together and gave his orders: "Talbert, take the third squad to the right. Peacock, take the first squad to the left. I'll take the second squad right up the middle. Reese, put your machine-guns between our columns. I want a good covering fire until we reach that roadway. Then lift your fire and move up and join us." He told Talbert and Peacock to have their men fix bayonets.
As his subordinates went off to carry out his orders, Winters called the 2d squad together and explained the plan. Private Hoobler was standing right in front of him. When Winters said, "Fix bayonets," Hoobler took a big swallow. Winters could see his Adam's apple move up and down his throat. His adrenalin was flowing.
"My adrenalin was pumping too," Winters remembered. On his signal the machine-guns began laying a base of fire, and all three columns started to move as fast as they could across the 200 meters of level but spongy-soft field between them and the road, doing their best to keep low.
At this point, Winters had no firm idea on how many Germans were on the other side of the road running from the dike to the ferry, which was just high enough to block his view. Nor did the Germans know the Americans were coming; inexcusably, after losing their machine-gunners and riflemen in the first volley, they had failed to put an outpost on the road or up on the dike.
In the lead, Winters got to the road first. He leaped up on it. Right in front of him, only a few feet away, was a German sentry with his head down, ducking the incoming fire from Reese's machineguns. To his right, Winters could see out of the corner of his eye a solid mass of men, more than 100, packed together, lying down at the juncture of the dike and the road. They too had their heads down to duck under the machine-gun fire. They were all wearing their long winter overcoats and had their backpacks on. Every single one of them was facing the dike; he was behind them. They were only 15 meters away.
Winters wheeled and dropped back to the west side of the road, pulled the pin of a hand grenade, and lobbed it over toward the lone sentry. Simultaneously the sentry lobbed a potato masher back at him. The instant Winters threw his grenade he realized he had made a big mistake; he had forgotten to take off the band of tape around the handle of the grenade he kept there to avoid an accident.
Before the potato masher could go off, Winters jumped back up on the road. The sentry was hunched down, covering his head with his arms, waiting for Winters' grenade to go off. He was only 3 yards away. Winters shot him with his M-1 from the hip.
The shot startled the entire company. The SS troops started to rise and turn toward Winters, en masse. Winters pivoted to his right and fired into the solid mass.
Winters described what happened next: "The movements of the Germans seemed to be unreal to me. When they rose up, it seemed to be so slow, when they turned to look over their shoulders at me, it was in slow motion, when they started to raise their rifles to fire at me, it was in slow, slow motion. I emptied the first clip [eight rounds] and, still standing in the middle of the road, put in a second clip and, still shooting from the hip, emptied that clip into the mass."
Germans fell. Others began aiming their rifles at Winters. Others started running away from him. But all their movements were awkward, hampered by those long overcoats. He dropped back to the west side of the road. Looking to his right he could see Talbert running crouched over leading his column. It was still 10 meters from the road. Winters' own column, in the middle, was struggling through the field. Peacock's columm on the left was 20 meters short of the road, held up by some wires running across the field.
Winters put in a third clip and started popping up, taking a shot or two, then dropping back down. The Germans were running away as best they could when the other American columns reached the road.
"Fire at will," Winters called out.
It was a duck shoot. The Germans were fleeing. The Easy Company riflemen were shooting them unmolested. "I got one!" Webster heard Hoobler call out. "Damn, I got one!" According to Webster, "Hoobler was in his element; he ate this stuff up."
A bunch of Germans were cut off, hiding in some tall weeds. Christenson spotted them. "Anybody here speak German?" he called out. Webster came up. "Heraus!" he yelled. "Schnell! H,nde hoch! Schnell! Schnell!" One by one, eleven Germans came out. Husky, hard-boiled, they claimed they were Poles. Christenson motioned them to the rear.
Webster went back to the road to get in on the shooting. A German turned to fire back. "What felt like a baseball bat slugged my right leg," Webster recalled, "spun me around, and knocked me down." All he could think to say was, "They got me!" which even then seemed to him "an inadequate and unimaginative clich,." (Like all writers, he was composing his description of the event as it happened.)
It was a clean wound. The bullet went in and out Webster's calf, hitting no bone. A million dollar wound. I got it made, he thought to himself. When medic Eugene Roe got to him, Webster had a big grin on his face. Roe patched the wound and told Webster to retire. Webster gave his bandoliers to Martin, "who was still very calm and unconcerned, the calmest, most fearless person I ever saw," and his grenades to Christenson. He kept his pistol and M-1 and began limping to the rear.
Winters could see more German soldiers about 100 yards away, pouring over the dike from the south side, the previously unnoticed SS company. They joined their retreating comrades in a dash to the east, away from the Easy Company fire. This made the target bigger. Lieutenant Reese had brought the machine-guns forward by this time; Private Cobb set his up and began putting long-distance fire on the routed German troops.
The surviving German troops reached a grove of trees, where there was another road leading to the river. As Winters observed, they swung left and began to follow that road to the river.
Winters got on the radio and called for artillery. British guns began pounding away at the main force of retreating Germans. Winters wanted to push down to the river on his road, to cut off the Germans at the river, but thirty-five men against the 150 or so surviving Germans was not good odds. He got on the radio again to ask 2d Battalion HQ for support. HQ promised to send a platoon from Fox Company.
Waiting for the reinforcements, Winters made a head count and reorganized. He had one man dead (Dukeman) and four wounded. Eleven Germans had surrendered. Liebgott, slightly wounded in the arm, was a walking casualty. Winters ordered him to take the prisoners back to the battalion CP and then get himself tended by Doc Neavles.
Then he remembered that Liebgott, a good combat soldier, had a reputation of "being very rough on prisoners." He also heard Liebgott respond to his order with the words, "Oh, Boy! I'll take care of them."
"There are eleven prisoners," Winters said, "and I want eleven prisoners turned over to battalion." Liebgott began to throw a tantrum. Winters dropped his M-1 to his hip, threw off the safety, pointed it at Liebgott, and said, "Leibgott, drop all your ammunition and empty your rifle." Liebgott swore and grumbled but did as he was ordered.
"Now," said Winters, "you can put one round in your rifle. If you drop a prisoner, the rest will jump you." Winters noticed a German officer who had been pacing back and forth, obviously nervous and concerned over Liebgott's exuberance when he first got the assignment. Evidently the officer understood English; when he heard Winters' further orders, he relaxed.
Liebgott brought all eleven prisoners back to battalion HQ. Winters knew that for certain, as he checked later that day with Nixon.
The ferry crossing the Germans had used to get over, and now would need to get back, was at the end of the road Easy Company was on. Winters wanted to get there before they did. When the platoon from Fox Company arrived, bringing more ammunition, Winters redistributed the ammo and then gave his orders. He set up a base of fire with half the sixty or so men under his command, then had the other half move forward 100 meters, stop and set up its own base of fire, and leapfrog the first group down the road. He intended to repeat this maneuver the full 600 or so meters to the river.
About 200 meters short of the river, Winters' unit reached some factory buildings. German artillery had started to work. The SS troops, desperate to get to the ferry, mounted a seventy-five-man attack on the right rear flank of the Americans. Winters realized he had overreached. It was time to withdraw to be able to fight another day. The unit leapfrogged in reverse back to the dike.
Just as the last men got over the dike, the Germans cut loose with a terrific concentration of artillery fire on the point where the road crossed the dike. They had it zeroed in perfectly. The airborne men scattered right and left, but not before suffering many casualties.
Winters grabbed the radio and called battalion HQ to ask for medics and ambulances. Doc Neavles came on and wanted to know how many casualties.
"Two baseball teams," Winters replied.
Neavles knew nothing about sports. He asked Winters to put it in clear language...
Table of Contents
CHAPTER ONE "We Wanted Those Wings"; Camp Toccoa, July-December 1942
CHAPTER TWO "Stand Up and Hook Up"; Benning, Mackall, Bragg, Shanks, December 1942-September 1943
CHAPTER THREE "Duties of the Latrine Orderly"; Aldbourne, September 1943-March 1944
CHAPTER FOUR "Look Out Hitler! Here We Come!"; Slapton Sands, Uppottery, April 1-June 5, 1944
CHAPTER FIVE "Follow Me"; Normandy, June 6, 1944
CHAPTER SIX "Move Out!"; Carentan, June 7-July 12 1944
CHAPTER SEVEN Healing Wounds and Scrubbed Missions; Aldbourne, July 13-September 16, 1944
CHAPTER EIGHT "Hell's Highway"; Holland, September 17-October 1, 1944
CHAPTER NINE The Island; Holland, October 2-November 25, 1944
CHAPTER TEN Resting, Recovering, and Refitting; Mourmelon-le-Grand, November 26-December 18, 1944
CHAPTER ELEVEN "They Got Us Surrounded the Poor Bastards"; Bastogne, December 19-31, 1944
CHAPTER TWELVE The Breaking Point; Bastogne, January 1-13, 1945
CHAPTER THIRTEEN Attack; Noville, January 14-17, 1945
CHAPTER FOURTEEN The Patrol; Haguenau, January 18-February 23, 1945
CHAPTER FIFTEEN "The Best Feeling in the World"; Mourmelon, February 25-April 2, 1945
CHAPTER SIXTEEN Getting to Know the Enemy; Germany, April 2-30, 1945
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN Drinking Hitler's Champagne; Berchtesgaden, May 1-8, 1945
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN The Soldier's Dream Life; Austria, May 8-July 31, 1945
CHAPTER NINETEEN Postwar Careers; 1945-1991
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Please be aware that the publisher has chosen to delete from the nook book electronic file the photographs previously included in their hardcopy editions.
A very readable book about military training, comradeship, and combat but the ebook formatting (i.e., formatting for the Nook) is sloppy. Font size changes erratically as does line-spacing. Annoying. Also, the maps and photographs included in the print version are missing from the ebook edition. These should be included in the e-version or there should be a warning that this version is abridged. Had I known they were missing I would not have bought the Nook version.
The story the book tells of E Company is a fascinating and inspiring read and I would highly recommend it. The story gets 5 stars. However, I cannot recommend the Nook version, which I would have to give 1 star. This is actually my first Nook book and I must say I am incredibly disappointed. Not only is the photographic material removed, the book formatting is absolutely atrocious. Fonts change size and type 2 or 3 times on a single page making the experience of reading the book a chore. Not sure if other Nook books are like this, but I don't think there's an excuse for this. Perhaps it's because I'm using the Nook app on the iPad, but even that is the latest version. Skip the Nook version and choose the hardback or paperback!
From the books forward to the acknowledgements Stephen Ambrose succeeds in taking the world's greatest battles of world war two and putting them into the perspective of the young eager men of Easy Company in the 506th paratroopers' division. Most often the story's point of view comes from 1st Lt. Richard Winters the leader of Easy Co, in which Ambrose manages to record every memory that Winters and other members still have of their escapade throughout Europe and put them into great detail. His research through company records, plus his worldwide searches and interviews of the still living members help him to compile amazingly accurate details of their experience through the war which gives the reader a near perfect visualization of what they went through. Perhaps the most intriguing quality of Ambrose's biography is how he managed to include so much detail into even the most casual scenes. He not only covers the main events that occur, but also includes personal information about the men, and how they acted not only towards the Germans but each other. At first sight the reader may think that because this book is about world war two that it will only be serious and historical, and although that may be true in most cases, Ambrose's version is quiet the opposite as he manages to include very interesting details and many of the funnier, behind the scene moments that occurred to the men. Of course since this book is over such a real and serious event it's hard to include many comical scenes, but Ambrose, thanks to his excellent background work, includes multiple laugh out loud scenes. One such example would be in the beginning of the book when the men were having one of their first practice jumps out of the C-47's and Sgt. Bull Randleman, at the end of the jump line, gets air sick and vomits into his helmet, which caused the man next to him to do the same, resulting in a chain reaction all the way up the line until it got to the final man at the door. I nearly fell over in laughter. But the more interesting parts of the story seem to come into play while the men are in battle, under fire, and doing anything they can to not only stay alive but save the lives of their comrades. Ambrose squeezes every single fact and detail that he can find into the action scenes. The amazingly informative details that are included seem to put the reader right behind the soldier you're following making it seem like you're a soldier yourself. Perhaps the most heroic scene in the book would be when Winters and his men were trying to take a town called Carentan which has only one main road into it, thus forcing the platoon to enter under no cover. After a machine gun opens up on the men the platoon is instantly cut in half, some of the men trapped up the road as the rest fall for cover in the ditches. Winters, knowing the men up ahead would be killed if the didn't get help stayed right in the middle of the road, yelling at his men, screaming at them to get moving, all the while bullets were flying all around him. Winters ended up taking the town with few casualties and won the Distinguished Service Cross. Scenes like this one and many more help attach the reader to the men and you soon begin to become a member of Easy Co yourself. These men, now old and some gone, have told their stories, and now it's our turn to listen to them.
This book is a must-have for anyone interested in WWII, the Allies, and what it took to win the war against the Nazis. Well-written Ambrose makes you forget you're reading history!
Meagan Traver April 24, 2012 Honors Humanities Band of Brothers Book Review The novel Band of Brothers is a non-fiction piece of excellence that describes the journey and hardships of the young men in E company who braved WWII at the full front. With commanding captain Sobel having a death grip on the soldiers in training, 506th regiment becomes an unstoppable force. The book maps the horrific journey the unit travelled in the rugged terrain and deep battle zones through the European country side. Their compelling tales of nights in war truly demonstrate the extent of what today is referred to as the greatest generation. The repetitive themes found in the book are survival at all costs, along with the importance of hard work and pride in our nation. There is no main character throughout the course of the book because every soldier is faced with a life changing moment almost every chapter and is forced to make snap decisions to literally mean the difference of dying and making it back to camp. I found myself riveted with the attention to detail that many soldiers were able to recall so many years later. To have the strength to remember the painful memories is inspiring and makes any American proud to be in this country. A hero is seen in this book as a common man who decided to die for his country and fight for the freedom of others. There is no fluff or Hollywood happiness woven in the book, just the raw truth to create a masterpiece of writing. This book is one of the most important works of WWII literature and should never be forgotten by generations to come. If you enjoy this book as much as I did, I would recommend the following novels that give off the same realistic and inspiring touch of history; The Diary of Anne Frank, My War by Andy Rooney, or The Hiding Place by Corrie ten Boom. This book was an impeccable story documented with a shining 5 star quality. It is a longer read but the pages fly as war climaxes to its fatal ending for the Germans and the United States triumphs in victory; but most importantly seeing the troops return home forever changed.
Most people who think about buying this book do so based either on friends recommendations or the popularity of the Mini-series (also excellent). The book was fun to read and I definitely blew through it. However, it's not a 'history' book, it's a collection of abridged memoirs designed to give the read the sense of 'what it was like' not how or why it happened. Ambrose does a good job of making the characters interesting, but I feel there must have been some sacrifice of accuracy. Sobel in particular is heavily demonized (maybe rightly) to give the series a "villain." All in all, it was fun and I'd recommend it to a friend.
Working off of interviews from the men of Easy Company, Ambrose gives the reader an amazing account of the war. This is easily my favorite book.
AMBROSE WRITES FOR THE EVERYDAY READER. IT'S DESCRIPTIVE ENOUGHT SO ONE CAN SEE THE WHOLE PICTURE BUT NOT TOO DETAILED THAT IT NUMBS THE MIND. A MUST READ FOR ANYONE WHO WOULD LIKE A GLIMPSE OF D-DAY & ON TO THE END OF WWII. AFTER READING THIS BOOK YOU WILL WANT TO READ ANYTHING ELSE YOU CAN GET YOUR HANDS ON REGARDING EASY COMPANY. HIGLY REC. READING BOOKS FROM STEPHEN AMBROSE.
Now i know what my cousin went through in the 82 nd air borne RIP sergeant Currie!
Better than the mini-series, this book tells stories that are so incredible that they can only be true. I find Stephen Amborse's writing style to be warm and engaging and he handles complex issues in such a way that they can be easily understood. If you know nothing about infantry combat in Europe in WWII than this is a good place to start.
I dont rate five stars often but this book was worth every one of them. Great read. Was bummed that the pictures were not included in eBook.
If you have seen the movie Band of Brothers then you know the fascinating story that lies ahead of you, but if this story amazing war story is something new to you then you are in for a treat. Stephen E. Ambrose used the compelling stories from each paratrooper and turned it in to a compelling story of what they had gone through each and every day in Europe during the war. In this story Ambrose does a terrific job at explaining what is going on and describes how each character deals with the struggle of war by creating small stories that blend perfectly with the overall feeling of the story. I found this book to be fascinating. Most books that I have read about the war are usually dull and hard to read, but this book keeps you entertained with the plot and the attitudes of each of the soldiers. Another thing that Ambrose did a great job at was showing the realistic views that the soldiers have on war. They were drinking whenever they had the chance, or talking about how stupid the war is, and it makes you get a feel of the truth. I don¿t picture soldiers being tough guys who love killing and don¿t have families, and after reading this book you¿ll see that Ambrose doesn¿t either. You can tell that Ambrose did a lot of research and wanted to present all of us with an interesting story. So if you like stories that do a great job at describing and illustrating what is going on, then I don¿t think there is a better book out there than this. Every battle scene is described by each soldier without becoming repetitive, which I think is one of the main reasons Ambrose is such a great writer. So if you are someone who likes stories from the past or just an all around great book, I would definitely suggest this to anyone.
Very informative about a group of soldiers from the beginnings of boot camp to the jump behind enemy lines at Normandy, all the way to Hitler's secret bunker. A very good Stephen Ambrose book that everyone should read to get a perspective on WWII.
Enoyed this book thoroughly . Ambrose does a wonderful job of giving us insight into the men of Easy Company while providing action scenes so vivid that it seems that you can visualize what they actually experienced. Just an outstanding book that really makes one appreciate even more the sacrifices the Greatest Generation made for this great country!
It was good to get more detail information. Good book I would recommend.
Stephen Ambrose is a great military writter. I have read some of his other books and this is bar far his best! He not only tells the military side of the story with the military terminology, he also tells the story of the men of easy company. You are with them from start to finish. From their first days at Camp Toccoa and "Currahee" to their last at Hitler's Eagle's Nest in Berchtesgaden. If you have seen the HBO miniseries and liked it you will love the book. I did!
Very good! Hard to put down.
I've watched the movie, and a lot of it did not make sense to me, but in reading this book it filled in all the gaps of the movie, I plan on reading this a few more times, it is so great to read, it is a mixture of laughter, sadness, anger and frustration mixed all in one book I would give it a 10 if I could
A magnificent book. As the child of a WW II veteran who recently passed away, I wish it were possible for us as individuals and as a nation to adequately thank these men for what they did. I think about my father, a 17 year old Army Air Corps "boot" at the time of Pearl Harbor. He was like many of the men of Easy Company -- he had never been far from his small home town and had never imagined that he would one day serve on the island of Fiji in the South Pacific during a global war. After seeing and experiencing the worst that 20th century warfare could dish out, these young men put down their weapons, came home, went to work and raised families. They not only saved the world from tyranny and despotism between 1941 and 1945, they made our country into the greatest peacetime nation in the history of the world. To the day they die, they insist the survivors are not the heroes, but how can they be considered anything less than heroes for what they did with their lives and for the contributions they made with those lives?
This was the book Ambrose was born to write. He is best when he takes a smaller peice of the battlefield and fewer men to tell their story. This is his masterpiece.His earlier work looking at history at grand scale is weak since he is clearly only interested in the Americans. As a Canadian I find his writing on D-day, when he takes a broad look, insulting to the Canadians. But that is because (understandably) he identifies with American soldiers. I have to laugh each time he justifies the debacle of the Normandy airborne operations by stating the US paprtroopers did great things because they were all over the place miles off target. Ambrose takes a romantic view of the young warriors he shows us in this book, but the title makes that clear from the start. He is not going to give an objective view with the good and the bad. These are his heroes and he writes an apt tribute.At times the way he sweeps aside the looting with "everyone loots" and his negative portrayal of the British get a bit tiresome.
Excellent book, very similar to the movie.
This has to be Ambroses best work. My copy has the "soon to be a miniseries..." tag on it. This was the third Ambrose book I read, right after D-Day.
This book brings tears to my eyes every time I read it! Marvelous!
Amazing. Simply amazing. The men that are written about in this book are heroes in the purest form of the word. Fantastic writing and an unbelievable amount of detail. I also highly recommend the HBO mini series that was later made off of this book.