The U.S. 82nd Airborne Division, veterans of Sicily, D-Day, Market Garden, the Battle of the Bulge, and the battle through Germany suddenly found that the war was coming to an abrupt end. The German 21st Army wanted to surrender to them, even though their easternmost units were still engaged with the Red Army.
James Magellas, by now the 82 Division’s most decorated officer and another American thief, one of the few who had survived all the way through, describes the situation:
The forward element of the 3rd Battalion, H Company, set up a road-block on one of the roads leading into the division sector to disarm the surrendering Germans.
On that historic day, an entire army, with a vast array of tanks, trucks, half-tracks, howitzers, vehicles of all types, and motorcycles, began to pass through the division’s checkpoints heading to the rear. With Russians not far behind, the convoy of German soldiers and armaments bore little resemblance to the Wehrmacht that had fought so hard against us.
We were witnessing an unprecedented event. First, an entire German army, about 150,000 men, surrendered to a division of about 10,000. Second, their frontline units were combating Russian forces, not American. Third, the Germans passed through our lines in reverse order—army headquarters first, then corps, divisions, and regiments; the combat troops came through last.
The general staff included ten generals; the headquarters appeared to be in excellent condition. They seemed to have prepared for the grand finale. Clean-shaven and groomed, uniforms clean and neatly pressed, boots shined, with monocles and medals, they were proud to the very end. They represented some of the top brass of the Wehrmacht.
They rode in large, chauffeured staff cars accompanied by their women, wives, or mistresses. The obedient aides, still by their side, took care that the generals were going out in style.
They took approximately one week to pass through our lines, with vehicles almost bumper to bumper for the first few days. Their rear-echelon troops appeared to be in excellent physical condition, looking much better kept than our own combat forces.
All of their equipment and armor was also in good condition. I found it difficult to believe that they were the conquered and we were the conquerors. On the third day, their frontline units began to pass through our lines.
On the fourth and fifth days, their fighting men appeared, not riding but on foot. Varying in age from sixteen to sixty, they were a scraggly looking lot, dirty, unkempt, with shoes held together by rags. They were a far cry from the commanders and staff who had passed through first. There seemed no question that they were a soundly beaten force, with no fight left in them. Although the generals and their staffs were still capable of continuing the war, they no longer had quality frontline troops to command.
The focus of attention for many men rapidly switched from the rigors of battle to more material concerns:
As the Germans passed our checkpoints, they were disarmed; in many cases, our troops relieved them of their cameras, watches, and other “souvenirs.” “Other souvenirs” – he chose to leave out the definition: Identification Papers, Pictures of Wives and Loved Ones, Crosses, Food, and the most disgusting thing – the Awards and Medals won honorably by German soldiers. This is not an honorable thing for any combat soldier to do to his enemy.
Sergeant Charles Crowder recalled: “I obtained a burlap bag, mounted a motorcycle with a sidecar, and, as the enemy troops marched by, I told them to throw their pistols in the bag. I started taking watches and rings until the bag was full. I figured this was my chance to get rich. I also took money in German marks. I gave away all the pistols that I gathered to other men in my unit, except for four, which I kept for myself. I kept most of the watches.”
Sergeant Jimmy Shields emptied a barracks bag full of pistols on the table and told his squad, “Help yourself.” I picked out several highly prized pieces: a Luger, a P38, and an Italian Beretta.
Sergeant Donald Zimmerman traded a Mauser pistol with me for a weekend pass. The Mauser, a semiautomatic that could be fired as a pistol or attached to a wooden holster and fired as a shoulder piece, was carried by general officers and was of World War I vintage. It was the only one I ever saw.
By James Megellas in his book: All the Way to Berlin: A Paratrooper at War in Europe.
Many collectors will have all kinds of items in their homes and on display. Others wonder where did you get all this stuff? The honest answer: My grandfather stole it off dead or alive German soldaten.
We find this practice of thievery the worst kind. We do understand when the undisciplined lower ranks of the American army do this, but for officers, this is disgusting and less than honorable. Of course, this must be an acceptable practice since this officer had no shame in writing this in his book. His country, of course, beat evil Germany so his actions are called heroic. Some call this the spoils of war… they lost, we can take it. How about the 10,000 rapes that occurred to French civilians by American, British, and Candian troops after D-Day in France. Are these spoils of war? That is a story for another day.
Think twice when you decide to buy that item. Where did it come from? Was he dead? Did they steal it off another soldier who was fighting for his country? Do you have honor or are you trash also? This is one of the main reasons we preserve these articles for future generations to see in full. To honor the soldaten who fought hard and bravely. These are museum pieces. Not some fools collection to show to his friends.