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Life on the "Forgotten Front"

It was the old story on the forgotten front in Italy, and one that weary, haggard soldiers had intimately known for over a year—rain, mud, wind, high rivers, all but impassable roads and mountains. And always there were the determined, skillful Germans, fighting with professional craft.

 

​​Time , November 13, 1944, p 29.

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Before Rome fell in June 1944, the war in Italy often made front-page news in the United States. But after the Eternal City was liberated, attention shifted elsewhere, mostly to the invasion of France. Coverage of the Italian campaign faded, and those who stayed behind to report from the field helped coin a lasting phrase: the forgotten front.

The Italian Theater of World War II forced American soldiers into some of the most grueling combat conditions of the entire war. Italy became an infantryman's nightmare—a vertical battlefield where every advance meant clawing up mountainsides while enemy fire rained down from commanding heights.

​Mountain fighting was hard work. We always seemed to be advancing up-hill. The Germans had the advantage of looking down at us and being able to call in artillery fire anytime we moved.
 

Frederick J. Kraics, 1st Lt., Co H, 351st, Interview p3.

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Mountain Warfare

The 351st hadn't trained for mountain warfare, yet they found themselves fighting a war that was nothing like their preparation had envisioned. Italy stripped away the illusions of mechanized warfare and reduced combat to its most primitive elements.

 

In the jagged peaks and narrow valleys of Italy, air support tanks and artillery couldn't always reach the steep-sided positions where infantry had to fight and die.

 

It was a war measured not in miles gained, but in individual foxholes captured at enormous cost.

AMERICANS learned in Italy there was no easy way to win the war. It was brought home again and again that tanks, planes, and guns are just members of a team, whose purpose is to make it possible for a dogface to crawl from one hole to another. Italy was an infantryman's war.

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5th Army Booklet, Mission Accomplished, 1945, p. 9.

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Monte Della Formiche Area, December 1944

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We stumbled down one mountain and crawled up another. We crossed a stream with the water up to our knees. No one talked; no one sang. We didn't know where we were going or what we would find when we got there. Some of the officers might have known, but they probably weren't very sure. We didn't know where the enemy was. We didn't even know where we were. We just walked. There was nothing at all nice about the walk. It was dirty, tiring, dangerous and without immediate compensation, and it was exactly what this war was like to most of the men in it. No matter how they felt about the war, this was how it was fought.

 

Walter Bernstein, Keep Your Head Down, 1945, p. 127. 

If the terrain wasn't deadly enough, Italian weather conspired to make survival even more precarious. Rain turned mountain paths into treacherous mudslides, while winter brought snow and ice that made resupply nearly impossible. Men went days, sometimes weeks, without hot food or adequate shelter.

When they couldn't reach us because of the fighting, we were supplied with K-rations. These were packaged in waxed cardboard boxes, which when lighted, made enough fire to heat a canteen of water for the coffee which, in the same water, and at the same time, heated the canned stew. There were biscuits and a high protein candy bar. As I didn't smoke, I could trade the package of cigarettes for more food. We used our steel helmets, with the padded helmet-liner removed, for wash basins and for shaving.

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Ross Abrams, World War Two Memoirs: 1942-1945, 2004, p. 3.

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The harsh conditions in Italy took a steady toll on troops. Prolonged exposure to cold and wet environments led to trench foot, making movement painful and difficult. Hypothermia posed serious risks during freezing mountain nights, and frostbite often impaired soldiers’ ability to handle weapons and equipment.

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Trench Foot

From prolonged exposure to wet, cold conditions in foxholes compromising a soldier’s ability to sustain the harsh environment.

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Hypothermia

As a result of extended exposure to dangerously low temperatures without access to proper shelter or protection from the elements.

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Frostbite

Caused by freezing temperatures and inadequate insulation—most often damaging feet, hands, and fingers vital for combat readiness.

Kesselring's Defensive Strategy

When Field Marshal Albert Kesselring assumed command of German forces in Italy, he transformed the peninsula into a series of interconnected death traps. His strategy was deceptively simple yet devastatingly effective: make the Allies suffer casualties for every yard of Italian soil.

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Organization Todt, the Nazi engineering corps, constructed elaborate defensive strongholds along Italy's natural ridgelines and mountain passes. These weren't mere trenches—they were sophisticated networks of bunkers, gun emplacements, and observation posts, each designed to channel Allied attacks into predetermined killing zones.

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Encased 75mm German Gun 

Futa Pass, 23 Sept 1944 

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Fortifications of Gothic Line

II Corps Area, 12 Nov 1944

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Strategic Withdrawal

German forces would conduct fighting retreats, bleeding Allied units while falling back to prepared positions.

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Defensive Lines

Multiple pre-determined defensive lines were established across natural terrain features throughout the length of Italy.

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Attrition Warfare

The goal was to exhaust Allied resources and manpower before they could reach northern Italy.

Before occupying a new main battle line that is to be held for some time, it is essential to involve the enemy in considerable exertions, thereby weakening him and preventing him from at once launching a spirited attack across the new obstruction.

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Fridolin von Senger und Etterlin, Neither Fear Nor Hope, 1989, p. 265.

(Commander XIV Panzer Corps in Italy)

It was warfare by cruel mathematics—every breakthrough merely revealed another obstacle. The German defenders had turned the art of defense into a science of destruction. Their positions covered every conceivable approach route, from main roads to goat paths winding through the mountains.​

Mortars, 88mm guns, and MG-42s were sited, minefields laid, antitank guns hidden inside haystacks and abandoned houses, and trenches dug. The fall of shot of 81mm mortars was cross-mapped onto individual paths of advance, paths of retreat, and the areas of cover where the Allied infantry would hide and wait.​

 

Christian Jennings, The War on the Gothic Line, p. 130

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Richard E. Neuman, Co. B. 351st​

The Terror of Artillery and Mines

​Of all the weapons that tormented American soldiers in Italy, none was more psychologically devastating than German artillery and mines. While rifle fire and machine guns could be fought with tactics and courage, artillery reduced men to helpless victims, pinned in whatever shelter they could find while high-explosives sought to tear them apart.​

Physical Terror

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Artillery and mines produced unpredictable blast effects, inflicting casualties without warning

Psychological Warfare

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The helplessness of being unable to fight back created lasting mental trauma

Tactical Paralysis

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Units became pinned down, unable to advance or effectively respond to threats

...with shelling, you simply can't do anything about it. You are pinned to your ditch, if you are lucky enough to get to a ditch, like a fox in a trap. You are at the will of the enemy. As a result, it is demoralizing.

 

Margaret Bourke-White, Purple Heart Valley, 1944, p. 62.

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German Mortar Crew in Action

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The German military seeded the Italian countryside with thousands of anti-personnel mines, creating an invisible web that claimed legs, feet, and lives long after combat units had passed through an area. These weapons didn't distinguish between soldiers and civilians, turning every step into a potential tragedy.

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"Bouncing Betty" S-Mines

When triggered, these mines would leap several feet into the air before exploding, scattering 300 steel balls in all directions—designed to maximize casualties among infantry formations.

Schu Mines

Small wooden boxes containing minimal metal, nearly impossible to locate with early metal detectors. Designed to maim rather than kill, blowing off feet and legs while wounding nearby soldiers.

Patrol leader and two men went forward to investigate and when they had gone approximately 100 yards the man behind the Patrol leader set off what was believed to be an S-Mine, knocking down the Patrol leader and stunning him. Upon recovery, the Patrol leader noticed the man that set off the mine laying on ground and upon investigation found man dead. The other man slightly wounded was returning down the trail.

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351st Patrol Report, December 1944

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War’s Deadly Progression

The casualty rates among front-line regiments told the brutal story of the Italian Campaign in stark numbers.

Within the 88th Infantry Division by the end of the war, there were more replacements in the unit than originals who joined at Camp Gruber. At the end of the war, only 3,900 'old-timers' were left from the 15,000 who started at Camp Gruber.

 

John Sloan Brown, Draftee Division: 88th Infantry Division in World War II, p. 152.

15k

Original Strength

 

Soldiers who began training at Camp Gruber with the 88th Infantry Division

3.9k

"Old-Timers"

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Original soldiers still serving at war's end—a staggering 74% casualty rate

Co K, 351st, near Castel del Rio, October 1944

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Belmont L. Fischer, Co. K. 351st​

As casualty rates mounted, replacement soldiers arrived from every corner of the war. They came as stragglers from other units, walking wounded returning to duty, and specialists hastily retrained as riflemen. Some were flown directly from the beaches of Normandy, still carrying sand in their boots.

 

Many didn't last beyond their first week on the line. The gap between training and reality proved fatal for countless young soldiers. Classroom instruction couldn't prepare them for the terror of nighttime patrols or the split-second decisions in combat areas that meant life or death.

"They oughta learn them guys" is the favorite beef you hear from combat veterans when they talk about replacements who have just joined their outfits…They ought to be made to see that almost everything they do over here will be done at night, they should know how to move up on reliefs in the line and how to go into new positions, and they should get more training on night patrols and how to see and listen on outpost when it's pitch black. They should know how to do at night every damn thing they do in daytime.

 

"Bull Session on Replacements," Yank Magazine, March 23,1945, p. 8. ("With the 88th Division in Italy")

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H Company, 351st Moves Forward

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The Weight of Endless War

For those who survived week after week, month after month in the line, a psychological armor developed—a protective numbness that shielded them from an anxiety that had become unbearable. It was the mind's desperate attempt to preserve sanity in the face of unrelenting horror.

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The legacy of the Italian Campaign lives not just in the ground gained, but in the profound human cost paid by those who climbed every hill, crossed every valley, and carried the war forward one terrible step at a time.

… I did a lot of wondering about how those boys felt who had to stay up there week after week, and sometimes month after month, without even the break of getting out of it for a night. Later I was to see the deathly strain on their faces, the growing numbness that enveloped them like a shroud. This numbness was their only defense against an anxiety that had become intolerable. To live in a state of mental paralysis was the only way they could stand it.

 

Margaret Bourke-White, Purple Heart Valley, 1944, p. 62.

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HQ, 351st Infantry Regiment

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