August 15, 1943 – Sunday

SONY DSCI laid around all morning and so I wrote letters after dinner.  We are moving again.  Boy that bridge sure slowed us up.  The front is about 25 miles from us.  The people along the way seem a lot different than other people.  They stand along the streets and cheer as we go by.  We are about 20 miles from Messina now and are racing the British.  I read a little and listen to the radio and went to bed.  I am on guard from 3 to 6 am.

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