Mary McAuliffe Joins the ARC Crew
My Mother and Audie Murphy Ch. 96
To Berlin for a Football Game
Category: Third Infantry Division
English, Americans, Russians Party
The gathering took place in Kassel, Germany near the border between Soviet and U.S. occupation zones.
My Mother and Audie Murphy Ch. 94
The US and USSR Sign a Peaceful Pact
The agreement marked a territorial change in the occupied zones
My Mother and Audie Murphy Ch. 93
Flo attended the historic Russian–American conference in Wanfried, Germany, where the Wanfried Agreement was signed on September 17, 1945. The agreement was a post–World War II territorial exchange between U.S. and Soviet occupation authorities, finalized in English and Russian, to resolve a logistical problem along the Bebra–Göttingen railway. A roughly 2.7-mile stretch of this crucial rail line briefly crossed into the Soviet zone near Wanfried, disrupting traffic vital to U.S. connections between southern Germany and the American-controlled port of Bremerhaven. To secure uninterrupted U.S. control of the line, two villages in Soviet-occupied Thuringia were exchanged for five villages in American-occupied Hesse. The agreement, informally known as the “Whisky-Vodka Line,” stands out as a rare, peaceful, and highly localized negotiation between the two superpowers in the tense early months of the occupation.
Ch. 94: https://mollymartin.blog/2026/02/07/english-americans-russians-party/
Around Witzenhausen, Autumn 1945
My Mother and Audie Murphy Ch. 92
Witzenhausen, Germany, lay within the American occupation zone near the border with the Soviet zone, making it strategically important for intelligence and personnel transfers. In 1945, U.S. forces used the town during Operation Paperclip to evacuate German rocket scientists, including Wernher von Braun, from Bleicherode to prevent their capture by advancing Soviet troops, underscoring Witzenhausen’s role in the emerging Cold War. The town became a U.S. Army garrison, with military bases integrated into local life, a pattern seen across West Germany. This long American presence left lasting marks on language, consumer culture, and infrastructure, making Witzenhausen a microcosm of the broader U.S. occupation experience.
Ch. 93: https://mollymartin.blog/2026/02/03/the-us-and-ussr-sign-a-peaceful-pact/
Flo Goes to a Football Game
Third Division vs. 29th
Ch. 91 My Mother and Audie Murphy
The football games were part of a sports program organized to occupy restless American and Canadian troops awaiting discharge. In August 1945, the U.S. Army had staged the “GI Olympics” in Nuremberg, with high-ranking Russian observers in attendance. Events included a baseball game played in the former Hitler Youth Stadium—an unmistakably symbolic reclaiming of Nazi space. That same day, news of Japan’s surrender crackled over the loudspeakers, unleashing a roar that seemed to lift the roof as GIs tossed caps, coats, and red-white-and-blue programs into the air, hugging, kissing, and celebrating the war’s end. The festivities continued into the night with performances by Hal McIntyre at the amphitheater and Bob Hope at the Opera House, drawing thousands of cheering troops in a city freshly transformed from fascist spectacle to victorious release.
Ch. 92: https://mollymartin.blog/2026/01/30/around-witzenhausen-autumn-1945/
Friends at the 3rd QM
“Our home for two years”
Ch. 90 My Mother and Audie Murphy
Flo didn’t identify the soldiers on this page of the album. We see ARC clubmobiler Janet Potts in one picture and I’m guessing the man standing next to her is her fiance Jens Jenson. Flo is holding tightly onto one tall handsome man’s hand in several photos. Apparently she has a new boyfriend.
Austria During American Occupation
The Geműtlichkeit was riddled by flashes of bitterness
Ch. 88 My Mother and Audie Murphy
Flo pasted this page from an English language newspaper in her album. The story gives more details about what it was like for Americans and Austrians alike during the occupation. It mentions that the Red Cross had a club in the Mirabell casino in Salzburg and it’s a good bet Flo spent time there. She may have had to work serving coffee and donuts there.
Ice cream and jitterbugging
(In Vienna the Army) set up replicas of US drugstores where GI’s could take their Austrian girls for a soda (daily ice cream consumption of the US army and friends in Vienna now runs to 60,000 scoops.) Among venerable establishments, Broadwayish nightclubs sprouted. Racily named Esquire, Zebra, and Heideho, they offered in neat, cultural synthesis US style jazz and Viennese style wine instead of hard liquor.
Better than Vienna, GI’s liked Salzburg with its mossy stone and patinated copper. The Red Cross had moved into the Mirabell casino and the GI’s listened to symphony concerts in the Mirabell castle’s gardens. Then, oblivious to the echoes of Mozart’s minuets, they jitterbugged in the old, staid Hotel Pitter….
Nearby, built directly against the rough mountainside, was the Festspielhaus, through whose cavernous yard had boomed the theatrical damnation of Dr. Faust. The GI metamorphosis had turned it into a movie house nostalgically named the Roxy. And around Salzburg’s Bierjodelgasse (beer-yodel street) GI’s noisily scouted for beer gardens.
The favorite outdoor sport was chamois hunting in the mountains hovering over the city–where the game poacher has always been a highly respected member of society, and where one of Austria’s most important bits of national philosophy originated: If you hadn’t climbed up you wouldn’t have fallen down.
Krauts and cokes
Although Americans had made a better impression on Austrians than any other people in Europe, the Geműtlichkeit (good feeling) was riddled by flashes of bitterness. Usually broad minded, the Viennese grew jealous, called girls who fraternized with the chocolate-bearing GI’s “chocoladies.” The sprinkling (5%) of combat veterans among US troops called the Austrians just plain krauts only softer.
Last month soldiers in the US zone were booked for 32 assaults, 5 rapes, 3 disorderly conducts, and one house breaking. Cracked an MP officer: “Now that we’re getting quantity supplies of Coca-Cola maybe our boys will get back to behaving.” But most GI’s in Austria already had passing marks for behavior; and many were living up to their orientation slogan, “Soldier, you are helping Austria.” The first crop of Austrian babies fathered by helpful GI’s is sizable.
Ch. 89: https://mollymartin.blog/2026/01/18/report-on-the-occupation/
Kassel and the Hesse Area
Traveling Around the American Occupation Zone
Ch. 87 My Mother and Audie Murphy
Kassel, Germany, was a critical WWII target due to its Henschel & Sohn factories (building tanks like Tigers and Panthers) and major railway hub. The city suffered devastating Allied bombing from 1942-1945, especially the October 1943 raid that destroyed the city center and killed thousands. Few inhabitants were left by the time US forces captured it in April 1945 after intense fighting, concluding a brutal chapter of destruction. The Third Infantry Division was heavily involved in the fight for Kassel before securing the region, and later established its command structure in the surrounding Hesse area.
From pictures on this page of her album, it appears Flo was able to travel around the Hesse area as a tourist. She was probably continuing to dish out donuts to occupation troops from the clubmobile.
Ch. 88: https://mollymartin.blog/2026/01/15/austria-during-american-occupation/
Stationed at Bad Wildungen
Allied Occupation Forces Settle In
Ch. 86 My Mother and Audie Murphy
In July 1945, the Third Infantry Division moved its headquarters to the spa town of Bad Wildungen, Germany, and that’s where Flo was stationed during the Allied occupation.
Bad Wildungen was known as a significant storage site for looted German cultural treasures, with American forces discovering vast caches of art and artifacts in bunkers there in April 1945 as the war ended. The town itself remained relatively undamaged, becoming part of the American occupation zone.
Back to Ch. 1: https://mollymartin.blog/2024/11/04/my-mother-and-audie-murphy/
Ch. 87: https://mollymartin.blog/2026/01/11/kassel-and-the-hesse-area/
Audie Murphy Comes Home
Most decorated American soldier of WWII
My Mother and Audie Murphy Ch. 85
Audie Murphy returns home in June 1945 to a hero’s welcome of parades, swarming reporters and his face on the cover of Life Magazine. At just twenty years old, he is celebrated as the most decorated American soldier of World War II, awarded the Medal of Honor along with more than 30 US and foreign decorations for extraordinary valor in combat. The public sees a slight, soft-spoken Texan who embodied courage and sacrifice, but behind the accolades Murphy carries the psychological weight of prolonged frontline combat, the loss of close comrades, and memories that will not easily fade.
In the years after the war, Murphy remains connected to the Army even as he struggles to adjust to civilian life. He continues to serve in the Texas Army National Guard, eventually reaching the rank of major, and becomes an outspoken advocate for recognizing what is now known as post-traumatic stress disorder, then poorly understood and often dismissed. By publicly acknowledging his nightmares, insomnia, and dependence on medication, Murphy challenges the myth that heroism ends suffering. His postwar Army career, marked by continued service and hard-won honesty, expands his legacy beyond battlefield valor to include a lasting contribution to how veterans’ mental health is understood and discussed.
Ch. 86: https://mollymartin.blog/2026/01/07/stationed-at-bad-wildungen/
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