On the 10th of August 1944, the hospital moved in a convoy over 150 miles, passing through Avranches and Dinan - destruction and havoc again.  The latter was untouched and we had our first glimpses of the typical French sidewalk cafes and many brightly dressed civilians.  We drove through Landerneau and received such a profuse welcome - an ovation that has never been equaled since; huge crowds from the very young to the very old were everywhere cheering, waving flags, making the V-sign, people kissing, beaucoup flowers thrown to us adorning all.  We later learned that we were the first Americans to go through there - yes, we preceded the infantry and liberated Landerneau!  Imagine the surprise of the infantry as they came through a few days later.  Of course we had no protection at all out in a field somewhere in the vicinity of Ploudaniel.

Work was the same here and we supported the VIII Corps in the "Siege of Brest".  Here we had casualties at their worst -  none of us ever worked harder.  There was terrific bombardment and concussion supplied by planes which came daily  to bomb, and bomb, and bomb.  At night the fires of all the bombings could be seen illuminating the whole sky for miles around.

At this, our third area, the unit handled 2,458 patients.  The hospital closed September 9th.  September 11th we went under the 9th Army.

On 13 September, we moved to a new site near Chateulain on Crozen Peninsula.  Here we used prisoners of war again.  We were ot very busy here although e had 1,557 patients, the bulk of them German casualties (old) brought "en masse" from a German hospital at the fall of Brest and Crozon.

When Brest fell it was due cause for a celebration and, for the first time since we landed on the continent, we were entertained at dances by the 2nd Division.

It was here we were first troubled with mice tat ate our belongings and showed no mercy.  Thus ended the "Brest Campaign".