One time, we were given a lecture
to be on the lookout,
especially at night, for trip wires.
The Germans were putting out invisible trip
wires that should hit the dispatch rider
about the neck level.
So, although we never ran into one or
I never seen one or heard tell
of anyone getting hurt,
we were on the alert for that too.
That was something at night when
you couldn’t turn a light on and
you’re going along expecting this
could happen. It was nerve wracking too.
Your eyes do get used to the
darkness after a while.
They had to or I would have cracked up.
I never had an accident.
Any place I had to go on the motorcycle,
I made it there and back.
I never had any trouble on the motorcycle
all through the whole campaign,
Normandy and all. I always got there,
I never got lost and I always was
able to deliver my dispatch,
sometimes to a general.
I’d leave my motorcycle so far from
his caravan or wherever he was set up,
go over to him and deliver it,
have a little chat and
back to my grounds.