John displays his Silver Star for Valor
John
Luzetsky: “I was in the D-Day Invasion of Normandy.”
John Luzetsky, a life-long resident of Chesapeake
City (deceased at 90), was one of 100,000 troops to land on the beaches of
Normandy in 1944. In his quiet, thoughtful way, John told me his story, as if
his bravery was the most natural thing in the world. In our talk, John didn’t
emphasis the ferocity of that landing, but, reluctantly, he did reveal that
several of his buddies were killed as they trudged next to him towards the
shore. He said that he never expected to make it back alive. John’s story:
“I was in
the D-Day Invasion of Normandy. I was in the 29th Division and the
guys from Elkton were in it also. They were in the 115th Infantry
and I was in the 175th from Baltimore, the Fifth Regiment Army. We
landed at Omaha Beach. The first wave of troops went ashore at about 6:00 a.m. We went in at about 9:00 a.m. There was great confusion;
things didn't work the way they were supposed to. You were just trying to save
your life and get to shore. We jumped overboard into waist-high water and tried
frantically to get to shore as the navy fired over our heads. So many crafts
were there that you couldn’t see the water.
“It was sandy underfoot, and once we got to shore
we started firing our weapons. We must have fought for five or six weeks before
we hit a pretty good town called Saint Lo. We had to capture Saint Lo, of
course, and I got hit by shrapnel in the leg. It wasn't a bad wound; I was
lucky.
“I went oversees on the Queen Elizabeth. I remember that she had really thick rugs with
lots of space on her, but by the time the carpenters finished building bunks
there was just enough room for us to squeeze through in order to get down to
the galley for food. There were 3,000 of us on board. It took us six days to
reach Scotland. The Queen Mary, also
loaded with troops, was ahead of us, and when British cruisers came out to
protect her, the Queen Mary hit one
of them and cut it in two. The Queen Mary
kept right on going because of all the German subs out there. They weren't
allowed to stop to pick up survivors because they didn't want to risk the lives
of those 3,000 men on board.
“Before I was sent overseas I was a soldier
guarding the Chesapeake City Bridge for a while. I trained at Fort Meade and
then I guarded a number of bridges in the Baltimore area. We would move from
one bridge to another during the early part of the war. When I guarded our lift
bridge we bunked in a small brick building located just as you got off the
bridge on the North Side. They fixed it up for us. They brought carpenters in
to build the bunks. They're similar to the kind that was built on troop ships.
“We were in England preparing for the Normandy
Invasion when our Chesapeake City lift bridge was destroyed. I received a
letter from home telling me about it. And I have to laugh when I think about
the time I spent guarding it, because as soon as I went oversees it was hit by
a ship and destroyed. The company commander at Fort Meade assigned me and five
other men to guard the bridge. That happened after the Japanese hit Pearl
Harbor. Everybody was scared, just like now after September 11th. We
had to walk back and forth over the bridge with a rifle. We couldn't have
stopped a ship from hitting it or anything. We just had to report anything
suspicious.”
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