" Mop Oop!"

Near Esschen, Belgium, Private Richard Joy of Winnipeg and Private Lou Cervo of Vancouver started out to look for battle souvenirs. Soon they met a German.

Said "Shorty" Joy, whose age is 20 and whose height is 5 ft. 4: "I walked up to him toughlike, and I said, 'Mop oop!' I don't know German and I figured that might sound like 'Get up!' . . . The Jerry put down his gun and gave up. Then I looked across a field and there were six Jerries looking at us from a trench. ... I walked over shouting 'Oop mop!' and by golly, out they came."

Later Joy and Cervo spotted more Germans in a hedge. "I shouted 'Oop mop' and out came Jerries. . . . When we finished clearing up the hedge, we saw more and bigger foxholes, some of them with mortars. We made the Jerries bring out their weapons and pile them, until we had 49 Jerries. . . . [The prisoners] glared at us and I glared back and shouted 'Mop oop!' and we brought back our souvenirs."

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