Lormeau Farm

Farm where the field hospital was set up after the attack on the American bivouac
In early August 1944, Francine Jestin was living with her parents at the Le Roy farm in Lormeau. She summed up the days of Plabennec's liberation, particularly *that of Tuesday August 8, when the Americans requisitioned the family farm to set up a field infirmary.

"In the morning as we went to milk the cows, we were surprised to see the deployment ofAmerican forces behind the stables of the Tynévez farm. During the night. we had heard the sound of vehicles coming from Gouesnou towards Plabennec. After the warm contacts, around 10 a.m., we had to retreat to the shelter following shotsfrom the DCA coming from the airfield of Guipavas. All morning, these shots fell on the American forces and the surrounding area, including the Tynévez stables, Gourmelon's cowshed and the front of the Floc'h house."
"Holed up in the shelter (a trench under a pile of hay), my mother, my brother and my three sisters, we wondered in what condition we would find our house. At around 2 p.m., when the noise died down a little, my brother went out to the house. When he arrived, he found it marked with a Red Cross flag, and an officer apologized for having occupied it to set up a first-aid shelter. Everywhere injuries, the most serious of which were operated on on the spot, and blood everywhere. The dead were stowed away outside before being evacuated on jeeps.

"After taking some victuals we went to look after the cattle, which that day had remained in the stables. In the evening we were asked to leave as the Germans might return. We took refuge with cousins 5 km away, where we were joined by the rest of the family. Over the next few days, the Americans allowed two people per farm to come and look after the animals,"

"This lasted a fortnight before the liberation intervened. The harvest hadn't been done, but given the fine summer we had, it could wait until September, despite the damage caused by tanks coming and going in the fields. Finally, a German officer came to our house and asked us to take him to the Americans, and especially not to the FFI."

Photo credit and contribution Philippe Boudot

Farm where the field hospital was set up after the attack on the American bivouac In early August 1944, Francine Jestin was living with her parents at the Le Roy farm in Lormeau. She summed up the days of Plabennec's liberation, particularly *that of Tuesday August 8, when the Americans requisitioned the family farm to set up a field infirmary. In the morning as we went to milk the cows, we were surprised to see the deployment ofAmerican forces behind the stables of the Tynévez farm. During the night. we had heard the sound of vehicles coming from Gouesnou towards Plabennec. After the warm contacts, around 10 a.m., we had to retreat to the shelter following shotsfrom the DCA coming from the airfield of Guipavas. All morning, these shots fell on the American forces and the surrounding area, including the Tynévez stables, Gourmelon's cowshed and the front of the Floc'h house. Holed up in the shelter (a trench under a pile of hay), my mother, my brother and my three sisters, we wondered in what condition we would find our house. At around 2 p.m., when the noise died down a little, my brother went out to the house. When he arrived, he found it marked with a Red Cross flag, and an officer apologized for having occupied it to set up a first-aid shelter. Everywhere injuries, the most serious of which were operated on on the spot, and blood everywhere. The dead were stowed away outside before being evacuated on jeeps. After taking some victuals we went to look after the cattle, which that day had remained in the stables. In the evening we were asked to leave as the Germans might return. We took refuge with cousins 5 km away, where we were joined by the rest of the family. Over the next few days, the Americans allowed two people per farm to come and look after the animals, This lasted a fortnight before the liberation intervened. The harvest hadn't been done, but given the fine summer we had, it could wait until September, despite the damage caused by tanks coming and going in the fields. Finally, a German officer came to our house and asked us to take him to the Americans, and especially not to the FFI.Photo credit and contribution Philippe Boudot