April 26, 1945 – Thursday

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A4P68-6-600Dago and I caught three chickens and put them in a bag as we were moving and we would eat them tomorrow. We moved right after dinner. Lucky for us that we had just got by an area that Germany was shelling when he let go again. Shells whistled over our head like I don’t know what. They must have plenty of big stuff in Augsburg. He kept shelling most of the night, but they were all over the top of us. We had the town to ourselves. Got a helmet full of eggs. I have a nice bed & room for tonight.

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