ABSTRACT
Waters and three companions — his staff officer, jeep driver, and half-track driver — had spent much of the morning of the first day of battle, Sunday, February 14, in a place of concealment on the south slope of Djebel Lessouda. Waters made a litter out of his bedding roll and gave the soldier a morphine injection. There was nothing else he could do except to try to make him comfortable. The Germans marched him about half a mile to what appeared to be a mobile command post. Several officers who spoke English were lounging around a captured American half-track and listening to music on the radio. Waters was different, courtly, but efficient in a quiet way, and he was impressive as he assigned defensive sectors to Moore’s two rifle companies and suggested where the heavy weapons might be placed. While trucks transported the men to the rear, Moore waited for others to come out of the desert.
