Medics: A History of Company A,
110th Medical Battalion in WWII 
with Related Materials of Interest

BODMIN 
May 27th to July 3, 1944

Table of Contents


             This page was built with considerable help from present day friends in Bodmin, England. A BIG Thank You to the good gentlemen of the Bodmin Camera Club, John Copley and Scott Talling; Peter Marlow and Bob Mann of the Bodmin Folk Club, who helped make this page possible; and Peter Higginbotham, who maintains a web page about the Poor Law Institute in Bodmin.-  
                                                                                                                                      PMC 1/16/02

Bodmin Camera Club

Bodmin Folk Club

The English Workhouse

        After crossing the Atlantic on the SS Edmund B. Alexander, the 110th Medical Battalion landed in Liverpool, England. The unit traveled by train through Wales, to the town of Bodmin, the County Town of Cornwall, in the extreme south-west corner of England. Companies A & D were billeted at the Poor Law Institute, which was the County Poor House. Companies B & C were billeted at the Kendall Building, which was part of the County Lunatic Asylum, as it was called in those days. Click here for a map of Bodmin, showing the locations of where the men were billeted.

                Henry Desmarais-
                        "Our quarters were an old building, an abandoned poor house. We slept on straw mattresses with a 2" x 4" frame and a 1" wide steel strap in both directions forming the mattress support."

                Robert Roden-
                        "I didn't even know where I was and guess I never really cared as I found the English a very stiff necked group of people (Which I am ˝ English, Ha!)." 

                Leon Cohen-
                        "We were in a County Poor House in Bodmin England. It was on an incline above the road. On the other side of the road was a brick wall. Somebody, I don't know who it was, made an arrangement for us to go bike riding with a couple of girls. So the bicycles were brought in for us, they drove the bicycles onto the camp grounds where we were bivouacked. We got ready to leave the station. The bikes I had ridden at home ,the brakes were in the pedals, not so the English bikes! Here I'm coming down, and it's not a smooth paved road, 'What the hell is going on, I can't stop this thing', and Whammo! Right into the wall! So I got up, went back up to the aid station and got patched up a little bit, and went bike riding! That wasn't going to stop me."

Bodmin from the south-west, 2001

Front building of Poor Law Institute in Bodmin, 1990s.
Note sloping driveway where Leon Cohen took his infamous ride!
 
Photo 
by P. Higgenbotham 2001

                Warren West-
                        "Each evening after chow we would walk down the hill into Bodmin. It was here we first found Fish and Chips. We would order it and watch the man make his own chips, frying them in grease." 

fish and chips

          "The fish were also deep fat fried. The were served in funnels rolled from newspaper which absorbed the grease. They were absolutely fresh and HOT."
                        "From there we would go to the cinema and queue up for the movie. The money was so foreign to us for the first few days that we would just pull out a and full of change and let the girl take what she needed. A few of the seats inside were double seats having no armrests do that couples could sit together, We thought that was a good idea for the theaters in the United States to incorporate, but since we didn't date we never used them." 
                        "Bodmin was a quaint town with many narrow streets which dated from the middle ages I suppose and just wide enough for one English car to drive through. The streets were cobblestone and never went in north-south directions, They seemed to follow shortcuts from here to there which were established hundreds of years ago and gradually became streets."
                        "The English pubs (Public Houses) had such picturesque names: one was George and Dragon. Another was Cat and Fiddle, not the Cat and the Fiddle."

George and Dragon Pub

                Bert Pratt-
                        "When we were in Bodmin, England, I asked a Bobbie [Local police officer- PMC] for a certain direction. His reply "Go twice as far as you can see, and deny yourself one left turn and there you are."
                        "The hedgerows in England made driving very dangerous since you never knew who might come around the corner. In England they had removed all the road signs- in case the country was invaded, the enemy would have few clues.
                        "Once we arrived in Bodmin, before crossing the channel, I was directed to serve as a reporter (since I could type) and send public relations stories to Communications Zone (Com Z) in Paris about the 110th. They would send the stories to hometown papers back in the States to bolster their spirit."
                        "I interviewed nurses, doctors, ambulance drivers, etc. I was permitted to go any place where the 110th served. They even changed my rank from Corporal to Tech/Sgt. Not bad! I was always assigned to Company A." 

                Warren West:
                         "In Bodmin we fad replaced the 29th Infantry Division who was to participate in the invasion of Normandy on D-Day. They left us a beautiful part of the country to train in. On some afternoons our company would take a fifteen mile road march just to give us something to do and keep us out of mischief. We walked down the beautiful country roads with hedgerows on each side. In the fields were piles and piles of artillery ammunition.... fields just crammed full. Other fields had trucks of all descriptions parked bumper to bumper, just waiting for the invasion. We used to tell each other that if another ton of supplies were stored in the fields, England would sink in the ocean. Maybe that is one reason barrage balloons were so prevalent; they were holding up the island."
                           "The civilians put up with a lot while the Americans were there. We crowded them out of their cinemas, their pubs, their fish and chips shops and I am sure it was just a little more than a mere inconvenience for them. They used to tell us that American G.I. was over paid, over fed, over sexed, and over here! The English humor is great.

Bodmin from the south-east, 2001

Another section of the Poor Law Institute, Bodmin England
Photo by P. Higgenbotham 2001

                                "One morning, June 6, 1944 the Bodmin church bells began ringing using the wonderful art of pulling the ropes to create an ever-changing sequence of the bells. We could not understand what was happening unless it was a special church holiday. We tuned on the BBC and found that the invasion of Normandy had begun. The 29th Division, with many thousand of others, had landed. In one month we would follow them across the channel....."




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