A blog from World War 2

Sunday July 23, 1944

It has been raining for three days, the sun never shines, what a miserable place! To think that in Casale right now it’s sweltering hot while here I’m wearing a coat. It’s been 10 months since the Germans snatched me, taking me to Germany to work, to be their slave. It’s been 10 months since I’ve had news from my darling Carmosina and our dear children! That fateful day of September 23rd is stuck in my mind, I will never forget it. But I hope to God that by next September 23rd, I will be home with my dear family so I can embrace them and never leave them again!

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