Larry Lemberg correspondence, 13 November 2001
Col. Mc Cabe Recollections
I was Col. McCabe's driver overseas so I was probably with him more
than anybody. To my knowledge everyone liked him and thought he was
a great leader. He was a West Point graduate and knew his job. Just
before shipping out, we heard he would not be going with us because
of some health problems. That was surprising because he did the 25
mile marches and all the other physical conditioning we did without
any indication of difficulties. The story we heard was that he knew
Jim Farley who was Postmaster General at the time, and he got Farley
to ask President Roosevelt about letting him stay with the battalion.
Apparently he did because Col. McCabe was with us when we sailed.
I feel that he did a great job overseas. He did a good bit of our
reconnaisance and I was with him driving his Jeep. (The armored forces
called them Peeps, the command car was called a Jeep). A number of
times there was our Peep with a platoon of four tanks heading for
"no-man's land". He did that when the Division was advancing because
he wanted to select positions for the firing batteries and he chose
locations that gave us protection and still made the artillery effective.
I personally feel that he was concerned about the safety of his troops
with most of the choices he made. Our low casualty figures were a
testament to that.
My personal feelings during combat were to try to do the best job
with a certain element of fear and I think most of us felt the same
way. My biggest fear was land mines. With the Colonel and I leading
the column when the battalion was on the move, and with the speed
of the advance of General Patton's 3d Army, where we were most of
the time, the possibility of running over one was a constant danger.
Fortunately we never ran over one or I wouldn't be writing this tale.
Col. McCabe never spoke to me about his personal life. I knew he
was married but I didn't know whether he had any children. I have
no idea about his in-laws or other relatives. I knew he lived in Beaufort,
SC. We had a small rebel flag flying on our Jeep that went through
the whole campaign.
PS: This in input from Rose, Larry's wife. One interesting piece
of information that Larry told me once is that Col McCabe was only
29 years old at the time and the young fellows called him "the old
man".......behind his back, of course.
Lemberg memories via Lars Lemberg email, dated May 29, 2006