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My job was to blow up the gate
Interview with
Mr Fred J. Bragnallo - continued -
He could talk perfect German, he was of good help to us, so
we sent him to the major, Major Carrvel, he was the company
commander. So he talked to him, but he let him go. He says,
“ get rid of him.”
But he wouldn’t leave, he stayed with us, so he had come
beside with me, we were sitting on this bank in the morning,
and I was a section leader at that time, this is when we
found out everything about him, and he wanted to stay with
us, so we let him stay. He became a good interpreter for us
and he ended up with a uniform too. We taught him how to
use a Stengun and everything. He helped us a lot, but he got
too wild, you couldn’t trust him. Once he interpreted, and
he’d shoot them. His hatred was bad. I’ll tell you a story
about him. I hadn’t seen him until I got discharged and
came to Canada. He came to Canada, he got wounded, you see.
The Canadian government had an immigrant, a Canadian soldier
who was not supposed to be, not a Canadian citizen, and they
didn’t know what to do with him, so they had him in the
hospital here in Winnipeg, and finally the Legion helped him
out and they got him Canadian citizenship, and he became a
Canadian citizen. He was in university and graduated from
the university of Manitoba, he continued his studies. And
then the last I heard, he was in Boston, he was a professor
there and he committed suicide. That was an odd thing that
happened in that particular period. Right after that, we
were committed to the Leopold canal, it’s on the border of
Holland and Belgium, because our advance was going that
way. The reason for that was because of the Scheld, we had
a lot of fierce fighting in there, let me tell you. The 7th
Brigade was to form a bridgehead across the Leopold canal.
They were going to attack to make a bridgehead, because
there was a lot of Germans, don’t know the number of the
German army that was in there, but there was a hold-up in
there, and they had to be cleaned out because they were
shelling Antwerp. They had to get supplies in through that
area because they were going to put on the drive right into
Germany. So crossing the Leopold itself, we had to form this
bridgehead, and our brigade, which consisted of the Winnipeg
Rifles, the Canadian Scottish Regiment, and the Regina Rifle
Regiment, formed the formed the 7th Brigade and the 3rd
Division. We were in reserve, our battalion at that time,
and the Canadian Scottish and the Regina Rifles were
committed to go across first, which they did, they got
across the canal, and they ran into real, real, real
trouble. Then we were committed during the night in support
of them. A footbridge was made by our engineers so we could
get across, and for 9 days we had a terrible battle in order
to form this bridgehead. It would take me too long to tell
you all the little stories that happened in the fighting
there, because it was a rough go, there was a lot of
casualties and we didn’t get any breathing room. 9th
Brigade attacked form the flank and relieved our position.
The 9th consisted of the Chaudières, we used to called them
the Chaudes for short, the Queen’s Own Rifles of Toronto,
and the New Brunswick Regiment. They attacked from the north
flank, that kind of relieved us, we formed the bridgehead,
and the rest of the army passed through. There is one little
story that I can tell you, that I was personally involved
in, with machineguns on a corner of a crossroads, the shots
were covering the road completely. The terrain was pretty
wet in there, there was a white house across the road that
the Gerries were in, and we were trying to get that, to take
that, and for a long time we couldn’t get anywhere with it.
Sgt Mouflier, he asked me to take 2 volunteers, and they’d
give us covering fire, with smoke across the road, and to
run across the road, and get to the building and try and get
in. Well, we did that, there was only one volunteer with me
at that time, they gave us good covering, and the shelling
of the 24 pounders were hitting the crossroads where the
machineguns were, and our mortars were working on that. We
ran across the road, over a fence and into the building, and
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he was a pretty fast fellow, he beat me to the door,
actually, he went through the door,
and there was a big living room window that was all smashed
up, so I went through there, he went through the hallway,
and he ran into the Gerries in the hallway itself, and they gave up.
There were some civilians and Gerries in the basement, got them
out of there. We were holding up there for about 3 days,
the snipers were sniping like crazy. We were hungry, and one
morning, there was an orchard outside of the house, so I
tried to get out there. There was a pear tree about 25
feet from the building. Our company had headquarters
in there, for protection. I crawled out of the kitchen area,
crawled out towards that pear tree, I wanted to snare a
couple of pears off there, and as I’m reaching up for a
pear, a sniper’s snipin’ at me, so I had to pull away, head down. I
went four times, and the bugger was really trying to nail
me. The last time I managed to catch one pear, and
that was all I could do. That was in the village of Graafjan. The
other thing I’d like to mention after that, after we left
there, we had to go to another part of the Scheld, and
that’s where I got wounded, in Boerenhol, on October the
24th. I went to a field hospital in Belgium. From there, I
was operated on there, the next day I was sent to England
with a ship. I was at the Canadian general hospital there,
for a little while, about a week, then a 9-day leave, then a
refresher course, and then back to the unit. I got hit
in the arm and leg and shoulder, that’s all, they weren’t
really serious wounds. Got back there, went to 8th Platoon,
and it was for the push, crossing the Rhine. The first thing
we hit was quite a few big battles we had there, especially
the Mooijland wood, a high piece of ground that we had to
take before we could cross the Rhine. I had the platoon
then, my officers got killed there and by this time I’m a
sergeant, and we had a real, real rough time in the
Mooijland wood, our casualties were really great. That was
the Rhineland campaign, we really took a lot of casualties
there, we lost 7 officers and 165 other ranks. Anyway, why
I’m saying is this, is that after that, we went into
Germany, into Emmerich, after we got through the Hochwald.
After we got across the Rhine, the first city we had to take
was Emmerich, and we were successful in there. I had a
little skirmish myself as we were going along the road. On
our right flank we got hit by some guys, small rear-guard
action of the enemy. Of course we were able to take them
out, and we ended up near a cemetery. We rested the
battalion, were able to get through, and get back into
Holland. On the way back we got into quite a few battles,
but they weren’t really big skirmishes. And the first city
that I was involved in was Deventer, and I led the Platoon.
Our Winnipeg Rifles were on the west side, and the Regina
rifles were on the other side and our brigade took that
city. It didn’t take too long, our casualties really
weren’t that heavy. There’s one person that I became friends
with, Jean Oltlammers in Deventer.
Every November 11th on Armstice day, and also at Christmas,
I get a card, and she always says, “We remember” and I think
that’s really cute and nice, all those years she’s sent that
to me. We still keep in touch. For years, she’s always
sent the card to me in Canada, and all it says is “We
Remember.” Isn’t that something!? Fred Bragnallo My service
number was H43201. After Deventer, there was an old
gentleman, I cobbler, he made a pair of shoes for me, the
same day we attacked the place. I don’t know his name, but
I still have those wooden shoes! He made them right there
for me, he did it fast too, he was a very nice gentleman.
The last battle we had was in Appingedam, and then we had
the ceasefire. But in Appingedam, our last major battle, I
lost my company commander, he got wounded and he died 2 days
later, major Brian Robertson. He was a very nice major,
good leader, and a very young guy, too… It was unfortunate,
he was the last man from our regiment to be killed in
action. He was a D-day man at Normandy, and he was the last
to go. Murray Chisimore from Thunder Bay was killed on the
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