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August 4, 1944

It’s been raining for five days and today it’s even cold out. It seems like November, we never get to see any sun. What did we do to deserve this?

Sunday August 6, 1944

Today we finally saw some sun and it was even warm out. I went to Mr. Schumann’s home in the afternoon and we went out for a walk together, since it was sunny. While we’re walking, I saw Domenico Minchella. We say hello and the three of us walked together, we talked with Mr. Schumann and then walked him home. At night we go eat at the Kreuzbrau Hotel where I’m a regular and where I lodged for a month. I know lots of people there. While we’re eating, Agostino La Torre, Massimo Desantis, and two other Italians come in, so we all ate together. After, we all went for a walk but at 9:00 everyone had to leave because none of them live in Munich. I’m the only one who does, from the first day I arrived in Munich till this very day, I moved four times and I hope I don’t have to move again, hopefully this damn war will end soon.

August 9, 1944

Yesterday and today were very sunny days, but not for the entire day, that is rare here. Tonight, around 8:00 frightening thunder started, after a few minutes it was pouring rain. At 1:00 in the morning, the siren went off, we got up and ran to the shelter. Luckily it only lasted an hour and then we went back to bed.

August 15, 1944

Today is the Feast of the Assumption. We had to work like we do every day. We’ve finally witnessed what summer is like in Germany, it’s been warm for four days and we’ve even seen the sun. I wonder if my little family celebrated this holy day, I hope they’ve received my letters. I wonder if all my loved ones are safe and sound. I wonder if my darling wife and my children have all of God’s bounties like they did when I was there, the good Lord always allowed me to work and provide for my family, and now?! I would love to be able to embrace them all, I pray to God that happy day won’t be too far away!

August 16, 1944

The siren goes off at 11:00, we go to the shelter but luckily it’s over by 11:30.

August 20, 1944

It seems summer has begun in Germany, the weather’s nice and warm. While I’m taking a walk, I run into Mariano Desantis, who came from Moosach where he lives. Together, we went to eat at the same hotel I always go to. After, he came to see where I live. Tonight, around 10:30 while we were getting undressed, the siren went off for 30 minutes, they chose a different target.

August 27, 1944

Tonight, Agostino, Francesco D’Angelo, and I bought some meat and macaroni with the Marks we had saved up for two weeks. We had them cooked at a hotel near the factory I work in. The macaroni was like glue and the meat was not good. After dinner they had to go back to Fasanerie-Nord, where they live.

August 29, 1944

It started raining this morning, it’s now 10:00 at night and it’s still drizzling. It looks like summer has already ended. Even the weather is punishing them!

September 2, 1944

Today I met up with Alberto DeCristofaro for the first time, he showed me the letters he received from his wife saying that all the families of the deportees from Casale are doing well. I hope so, and I hope I will soon be able to embrace my darling wife and kids, that will be the most beautiful day of my life. I hope God grants me this grace.

September 10, 1944

It’s been almost a year since I’ve had the misfortune of being in Germany, in this damned country. I’ve yet to have the pleasure of receiving a few written lines or news from my darling wife. I pray God allows me to return to my loved ones soon and find them all safe and sound. That way I’ll be able to resume my duty as husband and father and make sure my family has everything it needs, as they always have. The siren went off today but there was no shooting.


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