By this time the Americans had entered the war and were building up an army to put into battle. Now I was sent on a wireless course near Bolougne. The Jerries offensive had exhausted itself and once again we took the initiative The Americans had taken over a sector of the line. I rejoined the unit and we were back at Ypres. In September we started our offensive, crossing through the Menim Gate pushing the enemy, which thinned his line out. We were always close to the Infantry so if they were held up by machine gun fire we’d drop into action and move them. At one stage we moved right up to cover the French cavalry. I actually hit a German with a flamethrower as we moved back because for some unknown reason the Cavalry did not appear. One poor Belgium woman was distraught with fear that we were retreating. Our CO spoke to her in French and assured her we were just changing our position. I forgot to say that we were now well into what had been occupied territory.
We pulled out for a rest after almost ten weeks continued advance. We’d suffered few casualties but our Infantry was sadly depleted. It wasn’t wasted life, as before but with almost daily attacks and advances we had to lose men in the Infantry. We moved to another front and our guns were in the new position.
On the night of Nov 10/11th we were called about 2 o’clock am and proceeded to the guns. I woke up about seven and thought they had forgotten me. Eventually I got up and out. A soldier on horse back told us Jerry had pulled back and our troops had lost touch with him. Later in the day we heard about an armistice but to this day we have never been told officially. Our trumpeter said he heard that all the trumpeters in the Brigade were going to sound the cease-fire but it never occurred.