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We were attacking the north of the Canadians round about the Riceville forest in the Dutch frontier area. It was wet and filthy and they nicknamed our army commander Admiral Kriller. Well, anyway, the enemy put up some very stiff opposition. But actually, this was just what we'd hoped for. It showed that Jerry's emotions about fighting for every foot of his beloved fatherland were getting the better of his sense of strategy. And every German killed on our side of the Rine was to make it easier for us on the further bank. And a lot of the Bosch were killed. I can tell you Riceville was the bloodiest show I've seen in this war. It was one hell of a push. The captain told me eight divisions. He usually knows. He follows things like that. I was with the outfit that took Munchin Gladbach, I think you say it. There weren't many civilians in the streets, and even the ones that were there, we weren't supposed to talk to unless we had