Nowhere in France had U.S. troops seen such wild jubilee, such fierce passion, such bloody retribution. At last the French believed that the Americans had come to stay. All hell broke loose.
When the first U.S. tank troops rolled into Rennes last week they found most of the city's 80,000 citizens singing, crying, dancing arm-in-arm in the streets and the parks. They threw flowers at passing tanks.
The men in every halted jeep were deluged with hugs & kisses. From then on the Bretons of Rennes enacted the Marseillaise.
Allons, enfants de la patrie!
Le jour de gloire est arrivé!
(Come, children of...