02/10/2026
I died in defense of Liberty, Justice and Freedom, which I myself did not have. With my life ended in anguish, my valor ensured the freedom of democracy for many a nation and its people.
Let no forget my name.
Today let us remember the birthday of Private First Class Davis George ,one of
the Wereth 11 of the 333rd Field Artillery Battalion,
murdered by the SS on 17th December 1944 in Wereth
(Belgium). Thank you for your service in the fight for our peace and our freedom. You sacrificed your life for us, we will never forget you. Rest In Peace 🙏🏼
My Name is George Davis
Private First Class,
Service nr.: 34553436
born on 2nd of October 1918 in Alabahma in U.S.A .
Hi everybody, I'm George Davis. Well, Little Georgie", actually, that's what I'm called, because of my five-foot- four-inch stature. Does „Lil' Georgie" sounds respectful and awe-inspiring to you?
My Captain wasn't so sure about that...
I was an only son, went to a good school and wanted to make something of my life. I was drafted in May 1942 at the age of 24. Off to Oklahoma, off to Camp Gruber.
Before setting off to Europe, a world unknown to me. My dad warned me: „If you sign up, you 'll be cooking the white boys'food or digging their nasty latrines. And they'll not allow you to eat in their mess halls or sleep in their barracks." He remembered the Great War.
I didn't care about all that. I was going to make my mark. „Lil' Georgie" from Bessemer, Alabama. When I left, my dad gave me his father's railroad pocket watch. My mom, crying non-stop. The newspaper photo of Jesse Owens in my pocket. Anything to embarrass and disprove A***n superiority at the Olympic games in Berlin. Jesse Owens, my hero! What an inspiration! Looking back, I don't think I ever really WAS that „immature kid from Bessemer, Alabama."
I had a wife, Clara. I had a daughter, Shirley Mae. And, yes, after I was brutally killed, here, in this field, my mom wanted me home. My wife wanted me to be buried overseas. Since Clara was officially next of kin", her wish was granted, and I am resting not far from here. Sorry, Mom. Will you come and see me sometime?
When the snow is falling, And hearts are freezing.
Little Georgie Is all grown-up.
Hermann Langer, the initiator of the monument in Wereth had adopted the grave of George Davis.
After his death in 2013, his daughter Sylvia Langer took over the godparenthood of the grave.
His final resting place is at the American Cemetery Henri-Chapelle (B) (Grave number D10-61) R.I.P.
Thank you for your service in the fight for our peace and our freedom. You sacrificed your life for us, we will never forget you. Rest In Peace 🙏🏼