Hallelujah: Featuring: “You’Re Not Dead Yet”

By Don Addor

Mr. Addor has written in this book his and his familys experiences with the hand or the work of our Lord. The miracles for the author began a bloody battlefield during World War II until his Mothers death in 1983. Also included are a couple of miracles that happened to his parents before his birth.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Trafford Publishing
• Release date: Jun 30, 2011
• ISBN: 9781426945359

Don Addor

Mr. Addor was born and grew up in Washington, D.C. He graduated from Calvin Coolidge High School in 1943 and after a semester at George Washington University enlisted in the Army. After infantry basic training at Camp Croft, S.C. he joined the 10th Armored Division as a machinegunner in Company C, 20th Armored Infantry Battalion. He served with General Pattons Third Army and was wounded during the defense of Bastogne. These wounds cost him his right leg After being cared for at Walter Reed Army Hospital he attended the University of Maryland graduating with a degree in journalism in 1953. He has worked as a journalist ever since.

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Contents

Acknowledgements

The 23rd Psalm

You’re Not Dead Yet!

The Lord Sends Help

I Guess You Could Call It Another Miracle

The Answer To My Escape From Bastogne

My Mother’s Smile

A Peek At Heaven

Your Choice

The Streetcar That

Never Came

He wouldn’t Take My Hand

The Power Of Prayer

Once Again

Mini Miracles Are Often

Over Looked

God’s Little Angels

Why Me?

Post Log

Acknowledgements

FRONT COVER PHOTO: The front cover photo of The American Cemetery in Luxembroug, G.D., was taken by my friend Jean Jamar who lives in near by Flatzbourg.

My Granddaughter-in- law helped with the typing. Of the manuscrip for this book. Thank you Loreto Flores Addor.

FRONT COVER CAPTION

The American Cemeery in Luxembourg in one of the most beautiful places that I have ever seen. It contains the resting places of over 5,000 who were killed in the Battle of the Bulge (The Second Battle of the Ardens.) during World War II. All are enlisted men except General Patton who was buried there at his request. He said, He wanted to be with his men. There are 101 white crosses marked Known But toGod My 10th Armored Division claims about one third of the graves.

I have choosen the 23rd Psalm to more or less introduce my book for my writings include several walks through the valley of the shadow of death. My valley was a muddy and bloody Belgium battlefield in 1944 during World War II. My Mother’s was in a small cottage on the Potomac River a few miles below Washington, D.C. My wife, Veronica, had her brush with death in a hospital bed in Lewis, Delaware in the ‘70’s. In each case our Lord was with us!

The 23rd Psalm

The Lord is my shepard: I shall not want.

He makes me to lie down in green pastures:

He leads me by the still waters.

He restores my soul: He leads me in the path of righteousness for his name’s sake.

Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

I will fear no evil: For You are with me:

Your rod and your staff they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me in the presenece of my enemies:

You anoint me head with oil: My cup runs over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all of the days of my life;

And I will dwell in the house of the Lord Forever.

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These soldiers know how it feels to walk in the valley of the shadow of death. They have done it many times. The photography was taken during December of 1944. during the well known "Battle of the Bulge’ The location is some where in the Ardens not too far from Bastogne, Belgium.

 You’re Not Dead Yet!

Some time during our Civil War, General Sherman was credited for saying. War is Hell! Some how I don’t think he was the first or last to make this comparison. Any one that has been associated with combat will agree with General Sherman. I sure do, or if not exactly Hell, at least a nasty place where one would not expect to find God!

However, it was in fierce combat where I found God… or rather He found me. I was with the 20th Armored Infantry Battalion, 10th Armored Division a spearhead unit for Patton’s Third Army. We were in Battalion Reserve down near Metz, France, just beginning a rest and rearment session after the Moselle-Saar Valley drive. We needed replacement for both men and our machines of war.

The Germans made their counter attack through the Ardenns about december 16th 1944. General Patton sent our armored division North to stop them. My 20th AIB was the first to head North and the first troops to arrive at Bastogne to defend it against General Von Runstead’s heavily aromored divisions that included the new super Tiger Tanks. We arrived at the fog bound town of Bastogne late during a dark, dark night. My battalion was immediately split into Task Forces and sent out to set up roadblocks at several small towns.

We were to hold our positions at any cost, so proper defenses could be set up for Bastogne. I went to the crossroad town of Noville, Belgium with Task Force Desobry. When the sun, using the term very loosley, came up we knew we were in for it even before the first Tiger tanks started to shell us with their high powered 88’s

Noville sat on low ground with hills all around it. Inspite of this we held the town for about three days. When we were out of tank ammo as well as tanks and half-tracks with many men wounded or killed we finally got the word from Bastogne… our job was done. We could pull back and join the main force defending that city. Oh, yes they did add If we could make it, We were surrounded just like Bastogne.

Any vehicle that could move was loaded with troops and the wounded. Many trucks were running on their rims. Tires long gone to enemy fire. Our column headed out of Noville through the dense fog. Two tanks had been put at the head of the column. They had no ammunition, but