Rudolph Kramer

Years in Iceland Forgotten During Hot Conflict Now
SGT. RUDOLPH KRAMER
Sergeant Rudolph Kramer, whose brother, Fred Kramer, resides on Route 1, and Mrs. Joseph Sazama,  who lives on Route 1, sent an article written by James McGlincy, United Press correspondent, telling about his outfit.

Sergeant Kramer is now in Luxembourg, according to a letter written January 17. He entered the service November 1, 1940 and went overseas the latter part of 1941. He was in Iceland for two years and then went to Ireland.

The Fifth Infantry Division, mentioned in the following article, was formerly stationed in Iceland.

"The men who once patrolled the icy, bleak wastes in the North Atlantic and unloaded ships, wondering when they'd get into the war, yesterday reeled off nearly five miles on a broad front inside Germany and today were a grenade's throw from the Saar. 

"The saga of the Fifth—which with the 95th Infantry Division took Metz two weeks ago—is a story of a great comeback in the Frank Merriwell tradition. 

"A World War I outfit, the Fifth was the first U. S. Division to go overseas in World War II, landing in Iceland in late 1941, before Pearl Harbor.

"The next two years, say the Fifth doughboys, they'd rather forget—two years when the work was dull, when there were too few guns to train with, and no place to train properly; two years when morale sank low.

"Sitting in Iceland, the Fifth wondered what the hell kind of war it was, as the North Africa, Sicily and Italy Campaigns found them still inactive.

"Sailing orders finally arrived in the summer of '43. When they landed in England, some of the men kissed the green soil. Others, marveling, murmured, "Gee, trees!"

"New morale came with new guns and new vehicles. Major General S. Leroy Irwin taught the Fifth to travel  faster than armor. Moved to northern Ireland, the Fifth missed D-day but, less than a month later, sailed from Belfast. And it's never stopped since.

"The Fifth spearheaded the Third Army drive across France, sweeping 700 miles and traveling sometimes 70 miles a day. 

"Two days ago, the Fifth crossed the German border—a mighty long, way from Iceland."