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• June 30, 1944

  It’s still raining, we occasionally see glimpses of the sun on some days. Today it was even cold, we’re still wearing our coats, the weather here is unbelievable!

• June 13, 1944

  At midday Munich was bombed again. More bombs at midnight, bombs were dropped all over Munich, many factories were hit, the trams don’t work, the stations were hit, but thank God nothing hit our area. It’s mid-June and it rains all the time, there’s a high price to pay for sun!

• June 12, 1944

  Munich was heavily bombed, but yet again the bombs fell far from us.

• June 9, 1944

  As always I work at the same factory, but we’re no longer clearing rubble. The factory has been fixed up as good as new. While we’re working today, the siren went off again, we had to go to the shelter there- if a small bomb were to fall on it, it would easily collapse. It’s […]

• May 25, 1944

  It rains all the time, it’s cold. To think that in my town right now it’s so hot you can barely wear clothes, while here I always have to wear a coat. At night, I often go to see the Schumanns, they are very cultured and very kind, it’s a great pleasure to spend a […]

• May 20, 1944

  When I get home from work tonight, I find out Mattiussi was able to get a permit to return to Italy. I want to also, but how?? I accompany him to the station, I give him a letter and ask if he can mail it to my wife. He says he will, we say goodbye […]

• May 18, 1944

  Today Mrs. Schumann came from Konstanz, she went with me to buy the aforementioned items. Thanks to her acquaintances in Munich, I was able to get a nice jacket and pants, even the other items aren’t bad but it was all thanks to this kind woman’s acquaintances. After purchasing these items, we go back to […]

• May 15, 1944

  I was given a voucher for: Jacket and pants, shirt, underwear, socks, two handkerchiefs, a pair of shoes, and that’s all.

• May 2, 1944

  Since we couldn’t find a room to rent, we went, actually we found a place where men of all nationalities are lodged, a sort of shelter but it’s different from the place I was in before. In this shelter there are two Italians: one is from Carinola and one is from Afragola, a man named […]

• April 30, 1944

  It’s very cold in the shelter, we decide to go sleep in the basement of our old guesthouse. We slowly go down there, lighting the way with some candles our landlady gave us. In the basement there are wood beds and bales of hay, it’s much warmer, we use the hay to make ourselves wonderful […]