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The Fateful Night During WWII Cecil Wax Met God

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October 11, 2022 3:01 am

The Fateful Night During WWII Cecil Wax Met God

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October 11, 2022 3:01 am

On this episode of Our American Stories, Marilyn Jensen tells the harrowing story of when her father went on a supply run amidst a German bombing.

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He had an endless supply of stories about scratching life from the muddy hell of Southwest Iowa passed on to my brother Bill and me the wisdom and laughter that can improve almost any situation. Sprinkle humor like salt throughout his tales.

Dad rummaged through his memory for any scrap of it from his months of service in World War II, he tagged that bleak error as Uncle Sam's all expense paid trip to Europe is blue eyes were twinkle in his dimples dances.

He shared memories of times when he and his war brothers laugh together like United Gelasius bomb went off his buddy Hastings jumped into a ditch for protection and later discovered it was a trench left over from World War I, which the Germans had been using the latrine that would grant and say talk about odor, we asked him to sleep alone in the truck For the rest of the night, but the story lacks that – if comedy this is the account of how a scared farmer turned soldier conquered dangerous mountain road at the height of one of the most decisive battles on the European continent referred to this as the night I found out there is a God. Clouds of dark memories with covered had sparkling eyes clear his throat stare deeply into the past and then begin. It was December 1944, Gen. George Patton's third Army included a group of over 800 men called the 818 tank destroyer Battalion the 18th was in the Asian place each of the Battle of the Bulge debt would shiver at the very mention of those chilling words, the scene of that epic bloodletting of the winter of 44 and 45 temperatures plummeted as low as 610. That nightmare battle which splattered pristine white snow drifts with the blood of over 19,000 American men shake off darkness like a layer of snow from his shoulders and continue all the tanks, trucks and soldiers of the 18th were concealed in some mountain foothills in the dense forest of your damn Luxembourg Cecil's job was to drive one of the many supply truck providing rations for the hungry soldiers gasoline for the thirsty tanks and shells for their begging then towards an officer approached Cecil late one afternoon it was hard to tell what time it was the forest was thick and light seldom broke through the trees umbrella snow. Cecil recalled he ordered me to drive down the mountain with supplies for company yet they needed gasoline and ammunition. I asked when releasor, the commander looked me straight in the eye immediately soldier you're going alone gesture track and Lieut. as a trucks called engine ground to a start. Cecil set out the word alone was still blowing through his ears like the bitter wind swirling around the halftime truck. No tanks rumbling ahead breaking the path and chewing up the ice just 1 Solitary Truck Feeling Its Way along, clinging to the side of the mountain. The heater list Was frigid. Cecil drove down that winding mountain trail with the windows down, giving him a least a little visibility.

The trucks cat eyed black outline blamed helplessly against the swirling white. The surface was so slick that he even touched the brakes. The front wheels with slide the truck grown under the load of 90 cans of gasoline in many rounds. Shells losses. A couple of times and skidded sideways. The saplings on either side of the road, waved him back to center. Cecil knew that the men were depending on him. His army buddies suddenly shrill howling ripped open the deathly quiet forest. Another German assault Cecil believed he was going to die. He was praying every slick branch of the way that, as he said nothing was happening. On one dangerous hairpin curve.

It happened heavily loaded truck skidded on a patch of black ice and slid out of control toward the void. Cecil believed then that he was about to die supply truck bearing to American soldiers was about to crash into oblivion time seem to flow in slow motion. He saw a vision of his mother Nora on her knees with her elbows sucked deeply into her patchwork tears were flowing down her cheeks and her lips were moving in fervent prayer as he struggled to bring the truck out of his skin. Cecil realized that his mother was praying terror. Cecil prayed to please help me.

The boys need ammunition second. He said that something like the cool wind blew on the back of his neck through the blackness, he heard a voice just like someone said aloud shut the switch off.

Cecil didn't hesitate to switch off the motor, the sudden change of momentum allowed him to guide the toboggan like vehicle safely back onto the path when he regained speech, he asked the young lieutenant did you hear that scared officer just stared blankly ahead. Cecil continued with assurance. It was God.

And suddenly there was the landmark even told company a was concealed near a bomb on the road just before bridge all 90 gas cans rattled as Cecil tiptoed the truck across that gaping hole in incoming flash revealed an arched stone bridge. They rolled across the bridge and pulled over. The expectant silence was shattered by the rumble of approaching vehicles. Cecil would say I didn't know if they were Germans or what he and the lieutenant briefed again only one that could make out that it was American equipment carriers approaching, Cecil heaved a sigh of relief when the precious cargo was safely unloaded.

He overheard one grateful tank driver state that they had been down to nine shells.

The lieutenant of company a barked out, get the hell out of here. The Germans are everywhere and bring some more ammunition trip back to the security of the base camp began. The tire tracks marking his recent arrival were quickly filling in with snow, but the truck gradually retrace the snakelike curves soon week lights from the race of the dying sun lit the rest of the journey in amazement. Cecil could see that what he thought were young saplings marking the edges of the trail were in actuality the tops of tall pine trees rooted in deep valleys below, he thought to himself. There was somebody who drove that truck besides me there is no way any human could drive a truck down this narrow icy road in the dark.

Cecil's life changed forever when the voice urged him to shut the switch off. He knew that God cared enough to guide him 128-year-old farmer in Iowa done a frozen mountain road was just one of over 16 million Americans fighting for freedom. But God loved him and saved his life. That night Cecil wax lived the remainder of his 94 years depending on the knowledge that no matter how impossible the path never traveled alone just to terrific piece of production by rubbing in a beautiful piece of writing by Merrill and Jensen and this is why we love doing the show folks what you tell the stories of that night in Iowa were six remarkable storytellers and your stories make our American stories the show.

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