My dad was in the middle of that event. 7th Armored Division, 48th Armored Infantry Battalion, Company C. They came out of Northern France in a convoy to support the 106th Infantry sometime in the first couple weeks of December. He was captured at once and escaped in a few hours when the Germans attempted a Malmedy Massacre type event on the group of US soldiers he was a part of that were all captured together. He escaped much in the way that was depicted in the movie, “Battle of the Bulge” (dad always called it the Belgium Bulge). He made his way back to his unit in a few hours, and was “captured” by US forces until his ID could be verified. He was in Bastogne & St. Vith a couple times each, both running the Germans out or getting run out by the Germans. He crossed the Rhein River in to Germany in late winter of 1945 just a couple hundred yards away from the Remagen bridge and made it to Cologne, Germany before he was processed out to come home. The 7th Armored continued on to Berlin and met the Russians there at the time Germany surrendered.
Dad said he rode a train from Belgium back to France, and on the trip he ran into a guy that was captured with him. That guy saw dad and proclaimed “your dead” to which my dad said “thought the same thing about you”. The other guy had also escaped being shot by the Germans, but did suffer a wound in the event.
Dad was wounded a couple different times by shrapnel. He lost a few teeth, had broken ribs, and had one fairly large piece in his knee that he took with him to his grave in 2003. He was awarded the Distinguished Service Cross, Bronze Star + Oak Leaf Cluster, & Purple Heart.