Landscapes of Memory

Today we have completed our final day of touring Canadian battlefields, before we move on to Amsterdam and our flight home. We have visited five European countries, and dozens of Commonwealth War Grave cemeteries, battlefields, and museums. We have consciously sought out most of these sights, plotting them on the map and judiciously following the GPS’s instructions. On this trip I was struck by the way that reminders of the First and Second World Wars were integrated into the landscape in every country we visited. If you began to look, visitors could see monument and plaques to the Canadians and other combatants, and landscapes and cities shaped by the battles fought in this part of Europe. The cities in Canada where most of us live do contain memorials to these conflicts, and the men who fought in them, but the landscape here was affected in a deeper way.

We have visited several memorials—Thiepval, Vimy Ridge, the Menin Gate—that were intended to draw people’s attention and be lasting reminders of the men who died in the World Wars. These sites attract thousands of visitors from many countries, and continue to focus student’s attention on the battles and sacrifices commemorated in these memorials. As we build the myth and memory of the wars, these international monuments serve as representations.

Other sites are more integrated into the towns and countryside, such as the cemeteries for the commonwealth soldiers, and the smaller plaques and memorials recognizing local battles. These sites are not as prominent in most narratives of the war, but they are places that Canadians, family members of the soldiers, and students like us to come and remember, mourn, and recognize those men who gave their lives during the World Wars. I was shocked by the sheer number of cemeteries, especially in the Somme region of the France where many of the dead were buried in the local trenches where they died, rather than being brought to a larger, more centralized location. There were many places in France where, as we stood on a ridge, we could see in the distance two, or even three CWGC cemeteries, which stand out from the scenery through their uniform swath of rounded, white headstones. We often hear of the number of men who died in the wars, but actually seeing so many individual graves, and individual names on monuments for those with no known grave, vividly demonstrated the huge loss of life during these wars.

The European countries we have been through also show remnants of war in more subtle ways. This area of Europe was a battlefield, and experienced the carnage and destruction of modern, mechanized warfare. The trench warfare of WWI in France created a pockmarked landscape that, where preserved at Beaumont Hamel or Vimy Ridge, shows the destruction of flat farmers’ fields into a series of craters. Initially, these would have been filled with mud, barbed wire, and the other detritus of war, but now they have been covered in soft green grass and tiny spring flowers, which creates a peaceful landscape at odds with the destruction it is evidence of. Similarly, today we visited Westerbork transit camp, where Dutch Jews were sent before they were shipped to concentration camps to the east. While the buildings of the site from the 1940s are no longer standing, there remain purposeful memorials to the Jews who departed from Westerbork, and grass-covered ridges mark where the building used to stand. The fields of France show similar unintentional signs of war, as the soil of farmers’ fields becomes gray and chalky in areas that used to contain the bunkers and trenches of WWI. Finally, many of the new building we have passed by and lived in, in cities that are centuries old, show where buildings were destroyed by the fighting, and have been entirely rebuilt within the last century.

These and other signs of the World Wars still dot the countryside and cities of France, Belgium, Germany, and the Netherlands, and those like us who seek them out see how the wars and their consequences can be remembered through the landscape of Europe.

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Carrying The Torch

Today was a rather emotional day, as five of us commemorated individual soldiers at Groesbeek cemetary. I chose my soldier in part because he belonged to the Calgary Highlanders (my home city), and because he was very young when he died at just 19 years of age. I had a variety of soldiers from the Calgary Highlanders that I could have choosen for similar reasons, but I felt attatched to Ralph Bernard Aandal because his personal letters really spoke to me. As Geoff said today nothing happens by chance, the soldier chooses you. I feel very privlidged to have been able to read the letters that Private Aandal had written to his family during his commemoration today, the contents of which had us all smiling as we chuckled at his youthful quips:

“By the way, tell Lil to say hello to Mai Page and tell her I still love her like the seven year itch. Well, So Long for Now. Ralph” (24 October 1944).

“Well, I’ve left England and am now in Belgium. I had quite a bit of fun in England. I saw all the big art galleries and the wax museum. It really was worthwhile seeing. By the way, how about sending me some cigarettes? I am not broke but I hate the cigs they hand us. Make it Players Mild if you can. The meals are lovely – hard tack mutton or Bully beef – lovely! So long. Love Ralph. I am in a new place now. A. Coy. Calgary Highlanders” (13 November 1944).

“Say hello to the rest of the family. By the way Pop, don’t let them chase you around too much. Give a woman an inch and she’ll take a mile. Love Ralph” (14 December 1944).

It seems to be a bitter sweet feeling, standing there in front of the soldiers grave forming memories of someone you have never met, but whose life and death have come to mean so much to you. I especially liked Groesbeek Cemetary because there was a variety of physical commemorations left by other people.
At one headstone school children had drawn out the border of Alberta and the border of the Netherlands to explain where a soldier came from and how he came to rest in the Netherlands. At another headstone someone had left a bottle of Canadian maple syrup made in Quebec from which they may have poured libations for the soldier as it was half empty. At many of the graves photos of the soldiers had been placed along with flags, pins and small notes. We were delighted to discover an entire scrapbook at one soldiers grave that contained photos of him, explained his life, and explained the battles in which he was involved. Today we were saying that what we are doing is important in order to keep the memories alive. Some soldiers (and in fact one that we commemorated in depth today) had no family, or have no living family to continue to commemorate them and tell their story. Many of the tombstones are inscribed with sayings such as: “lost but not forgotten,” “oh for a glimpse of your grave, only to lay a flower at your head, mother.” And “love and rememberence live forever.”

Every soldier has a story that deserves to be passed down as a form of cultural trancendence.

Everyone knows the poem Flanders fields, but not everyone has read Moina Michaels reply (the American woman who also took the initiative to make the poppy the symbol of remembrance.)

Here follows her poem, which beautifully illustrates our role in the culture of commemoration :

We shall keep the faith

Oh! You who sleep in Flanders’ Fields
Sleep sweet – to rise anew;
We caught the torch you threw,
And holding high we kept
The faith with those who died.
We cherish, too, the Poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led.
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies.
But lends a lustre to the red
On the flower that blooms above the dead
In Flanders’ fields.

And now the torch and Poppy red
Wear in honour of our dead.
Fear not that ye have died for naught:
We’ve learned the lesson that ye taught
In Flanders’ fields.

*The entirety of Private Aandals letters can be read at:
http://www.calgaryhighlanders.com/history/highlanders/personalities/aandal.htm
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Impressions From Three Countries

Since my last post on Thursday, May 12th in which I wrote about my experience in France, our group has visited three other countries: Belgium, the Netherlands and Germany. Being that these three countries each represented and played distinct roles in the two world wars, I have found it difficult to select a single topic or theme to write on at the exclusion of others. Therefore, I would like to share a takeaway or lingering perception from each of these three countries.

After leaving France, the first country our group travelled to was Belgium. In our exchange of the countryside for the city, I was able to experience something very special. In Ypres, I was fortunate enough to be one of the three students from the tour to lay a wreath at the Menin Gate during the Last Post Ceremony. The Menin Gate was erected in 1927 to commemorate the commonwealth soldiers killed in the Ypres Salient during the First World War with no known graves, and the ceremony has occurred every night since July 2, 1928 (save for the period in which Belgium was under German Occupation during the Second World War.) Although a nightly event, the ceremony was attended by approximately 1,500 people, including a variety of military personnel from Belgium, Germany, Canada and other nations. I was extremely honoured to commemorate those soldiers lost throughout the Ypres salient, and humbled to share the experience with so many locals who demonstrate their willingness to brave the cold night after night in order to pay their respects to those who fought for their freedom. I was positively surprised to see the crowds of people from the very young to the very elderly, all go quiet at 8 p.m. for the duration of the ceremony. It was quite the sight.

After our time in Belgium we moved onto the Netherlands. As a student of the Holocaust and the Nazi Regime, I was most interested to witness firsthand how the Dutch people have memorialized the Holocaust and learn what aspects of the Dutch experience have been included in the popular narrative. After visiting the Netherlands Freedom Museum, it is quite obvious to see that the Dutch have capitalized on the Anne Frank story without sharing the whole story of Dutch collaboration in the Final Solution. This is something that we will be exploring further during our studies of the liberation of the Netherlands, and especially the Westerbork transit camp.

Finally, we were able to visit Germany, quite unexpectedly, for a few hours today. What struck me most about my time in Germany was the state of the commonwealth cemeteries we visited, where soldiers of the Allied forces are buried. The scene at the Reichswald Forest Cemetery is perfectly kept and the landscape is beautiful. Like many of the commonwealth cemeteries our group has visited over the course of the tour there seemed to be a calming atmosphere within the cemetery that invoked a positive emotional response. The greenery was perfectly manicured and the cemetery appeared to attract sunlight even on the rainiest of days. When analyzing the landscape, however, I could not help but compare the state of this cemetery to that of Langemark, the German war cemetery in Belgium that we visited earlier this week. After leaving, I remember discussing with my colleagues how dark and depressing the atmosphere of Langemark was. The gravestones laid flat towards the ground and often 6 or 7 names were crowded on a single stone. The cemetery itself did not seem to be as well kept, nor did it appear to intend to invoke feelings of commemoration, remembrance or thanks. It was as if a dark shadow was fixed over the cemetery. Such a comparison inevitably lead me to draw observations about how the narrative of two world wars is represented. Although Langemark commemorates German soldiers from the First World War while those that we visited in Germany contain the bodies of Allied soldiers from the Second World War, the difference between Allied commemoration of German soldiers and German commemoration of Allied soldiers is quite obvious. One then wonders how much room, if any, there is to respect the sacrifice of individual soldiers, even if they came out on the losing side.

Operation Market Garden?

IMG_20150519_102747After the hard-hitting, fast-paced nine days we’ve spent in Europe (which isn’t including the packed days we had in Ottawa), we actually had a bit of a “break” today, as we were not nearly as busy as we have been. This became a double-edged sword as I found myself wanting more, but really enjoyed the time to myself and spending it with my peers more casually in a foreign city.

Today we started out at the Airborne Museum “Hartenstein”, which, in its own way, told the story of Operation “Market Garden” and the subsequent Battle for Arnhem. The museum itself was unique in its own right for a number of its exhibitions, some of which my co-blogger, Sébastien Picard, will pick up on. The museum began with a great background to Market Garden and the validations for it. The maps were particularly useful, especially with experts on the topic on hand to walk us through these maps to get even more out of the experience.

IMG_20150519_123607From here we made our way to the Arnhem-Oosterbeek War Cemetery, quite close to the actual museum. In this cemetery, over 1,700 individuals (from Poland, Canada, Britain, Netherlands, Australia, and New Zealand) are buried here, most of which as a result from the Battle of Arnhem from September 1944, but also those killed in the region from September 1944-April 1945.

Later on, David Patterson and Geoff Hayes brought us to the “John Frost Brug” (John Frost Bridge), which was only about a 10-15 minute walk from our hotel, where Major General John Frost and his infantry did their absolute best to hold a bridge while waiting for an advancing army that would never come. The sequencing of these excursions shows the thought put into each individual day. Starting off at the museum where we learned from our peer, Deanna Foster, of the background to Market Garden, and then about the operation itself, how it played out, and its aftermath, and then moving to the cemetery, where many of the people we just learned about were buried to finally ending the day at the very bridge that Frost fought so hard to defend, it became a fitting end to a good day.

I did catch onto a couple curious differences in the narratives of the operation, and of IMG_20150519_175616the Battle of Arnhem more specifically. There seems to be no great consensus towards the role played by Arnhem civilians. Some monuments, plaques, and inscriptions appear to apologise for Arnhem civilians’ premature exuberance during the battle and getting in the way of Allied soldiers. Other such commemorative pieces applaud and encourage the inspirational zeal displayed by these civilians and their attempts to aid the Allied soldiers in whatever way they could. The excitement felt by civilians in the area, seeing not just Allied soldiers, but the culmination of their hopes and dreams for freedom was simply overwhelming as they wished to help in this process any way they could, naturally leading to a disruption in Allied maneuvers, however slight.

Furthermore, I would like to express my thoughts on Market Garden as a whole. Prior to today, I had never been completely sold on Montgomery’s “end-the-war-quick” scheme*. Some may consider me unnecessarily cautious (but these are likely the same people who would call the Canadians in the Northwest overly cautious), but the “broad front” strategy encouraged by Eisenhower seemed be the better option. I would like to preface this by stressing that my intention here is not to judge the actions taken by army commanders using seventy years of hindsight to insinuate they had not thought this through. They were very intelligent individuals who had great reasons for doing what they did. I simply do not agree, given the circumstances.

In order for the war to end by Christmas 1944, conditions had to be just about perfect for Montgomery’s single thrust strategy to work, leaving way too much up to chance. By attacking the (very long) German line in a single thrust, it simply leaves too much undefended space and open flanks to be effective. Especially with the heavily held and greatly defended German Siegfried Line barely southeast of their position, winning the war by Christmas would be living the dream.

While the Allies were suffering from supply issues around September 1944, Montgomery’s conclusion to end the war early seems premature and hasty. This sends such a heavy proportion of their resources to a single region that it deprives those who need them most. If Eisenhower’s strategy were adopted, the front would move slower, yes, but there would be gradual movement, and while this progress was being made, supplies could be moved to the front. By using a single thrust, it requires a heavy allotment of supplies in one region, meaning everywhere else suffers and resources become scarce much quicker, and the only scenario where this works out to their advantage is if it is a resounding success. This is without mentioning the port in Antwerp and progress to be made there. While the Canadians have not taken the Scheldt or Walcheren or surrounding regions, the adoption of the broad front means more time to take and open Antwerp for Allied use, whereas Market Garden is a one-time thrust and hope for the best.

The most convincing argument I have so far heard in support of Montgomery’s theory has been the Allied attempt to avoid the German Siegfried Line, bypassing it by going above it and pushing in from the north. While this is fairly convincing, I do not believe it holds up to everything going against it. The sheer weight in distance that must be covered in order to do this is simply incredible. And not only take this land, but hold it. I would love for someone to convince me of Montgomery’s strategy in the event I am missing some crucial pieces of information.

Finally, to end the day, and relieve everyone of that discussion, we stopped at the Sint Julian pub on the way back from the “John Front Brug”. It was a small pub that never got insanely busy, but the only two bartenders always had something to do, while keeping good conversations with their patrons. Their food was diverse and on par with what you’d expect it to be. The schnitzel was just as good as the schnitzel I ate while in Berlin. The atmosphere was cheerful and people were in good moods, so laughter was had all around. It was a fantastic find by fellow traveller Jessica Ozorak, however random or unintentional it may have been!

Arnhem is beautiful.

19 May 2015

Brandon Strnad

*The reference to a “get-rich-quick” scheme should not be lost on readers