August 3, 1943 – Tuesday


Norbert Breunig, Sicilian fellow, Albert Fisher

Funny we didn’t move but they have been busting shells around us all day. We dished out a few clothes and went in swimming.  A fellow from the Associated Press took down my name.  I wrote a couple of letters, listened to the radio and went to bed.

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