A blog from World War 2

September 26, 1943

We’re at the Verona train station. I tried to escape. I stepped out on the opposite side of the tracks and tried to climb into a freight train that was at the station. I heard a shout behind me and saw a German with his rifle pointed straight at me. I immediately stepped back into the cattle car. 

We’ve arrived in Dachau, a concentration camp. We slept on wood planks.

4 Comments

  1. Cindy Maina:

    Rosanna,
    Your project is a tribute to a valiant hero. I look forward to each new entry.

    Cindy Maina

  2. Rich Landers:

    What a fantastic project. Thanks for stopping by and letting me know about it! I’ve placed a link to your site on my blog and I will be a regular visitor.

  3. Ed Maina:

    I just learned about this diary from my sister Yvonne
    O’Donnell (Yvonne Maina-O’Donnell) I am trying to figure out how to join this website…….

  4. admin:

    Ed,
    If you look in the right column toward the top of the page, there is a section called “Follow this story”, click on the link “By e-mail” and you will be updated via e-mail every time there is a new post.

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