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 and he leaves at midnight.

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 few hours with them, and they enjoy my company too.

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 10:00. They begin shooting, bombs can be heard falling nearby, we hear the roar of the aircraft’s engine, the antiaircraft, an inferno of fire. We’re huddled up like rags, praying to God to let us live so we can return to our families. After an hour and a half, it is over, we’re safe this time too.

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

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!

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!

While we’re working, the siren goes off, we run to the factory’s basement. We’re not allowed to go outside or to a shelter, we just have to pray that God saves the factory so we’ll be safe.

At midday, I am 10 kilometers outside of Munich for work when the siren went off. The truck driver and I are in the middle of the countryside, there’s not even a ditch. Where will we hide? We crouch behind the truck. After 15 minutes, two antiaircrafts start shooting 500 meters from us. There’s an airport about 100 meters away, the aircrafts arrive and a hurricane of shots begins! We lay stomach-down on the ground, bullets fly above our heads, cartridges pour down on us. It was terribly frightening, honestly this time I was truly afraid of the attack. After about an hour and a half they finally cease fire. We get into the truck and barely manage to drive 50 meters before the artillery starts again, along with the roar of the aircraft engines, even worse than before. I’m feeling a bit more bold, so I turn face up and see swarms of aircrafts, they are brand new, they glisten in the sun, they fly low as if they were about to attack us, but then they pass by- we’re certainly not their objective! So after another hour and a half, it’s over. We hop in the truck and speed off toward Munich. As we near the city, we see fire everywhere. We race to the driver’s home, it takes time because the police have already closed off the streets since thousands of homes have collapsed and there are fires everywhere. We reach the driver’s house and it’s intact. We go back to the factory but nobody is there. The city’s power plant was hit so the machines can’t run, the boss sent everyone home.

There’s another siren at 9:15. Ten minutes after we reach the shelter, bombs begin falling. We can hear that a nearby factory was hit and a fuel warehouse went up in flames. They were shooting for two consecutive hours, at 11:30 it’s over but one could also say that Munich is over. There are no trains or trams, no water or lights, the roads are torn up, there is rubble all around, but thank God we survived again.

Only a few men come to work, just those who live in Munich. The men from Fasanerie-Nord can’t come because there is no public transportation. A man from Minturno comes in, he somehow managed to get a ride, and he tells us Fasanerie-Nord has been destroyed. All of the barracks collapsed, but miraculously the Italian barrack was still standing, although it was heavily damaged.