Your Son, ‘Chick’
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March 14, 1944 – Tuesday
Late last night DeCesare & I went in no mans land to pick up some mines that were by a bridge. When we got them they all had been blown by an artillery shell. Not only that, but Jerry opened … Continue reading
March 13, 1944 – Monday
Worked around the supply room all day, also got in a few letters. They shelled our bivouac area. No one was hurt though which was pretty lucky, because they really threw in the shells. Not much else happened. Cleaned up … Continue reading
March 12, 1944 – Sunday
We had to go out and cut brush today for machine gun fire. It was a miserable day. Rained all day long. Boy when I got home I was ring and wet and felt like hell. I changed clothes and … Continue reading
Letter Home – March 11, 1944
My Dear Mother & Dad, Here I am again with nothing to say. I hope the last letter I wrote will be sufficient. Those long letters are pretty hard for me, ha ha. I received 9 more rolls of film … Continue reading
March 11, 1944 – Saturday
Well I lost another good boy friend last night. Gus Odegard. “Big Stuff” so we called him. Also another fellow was lost. Hit by machine gun fire. It’s a shame they make us work so close to the enemy. Even … Continue reading
March 10, 1944 – Friday
I was on guard last night from 10 to 2 am. Company commander came in the orderly room and said that a couple of the men were hurt. Jerry threw an artillery barrage in on them. They got some small … Continue reading
Letter Home – March 9, 1944
Dear Mother & Dad; Another line from the beachhead. Very seldom I write a long letter to you both or to anyone for a matter of fact so I guess you can past this one around. I have very little … Continue reading
March 9, 1944 – Thursday
We had a good size air raid down at the beach last night. It seemed as if Jerry planes were droning over the area all night long. Well I just had a little cry. I just found out that my … Continue reading
March 8, 1944 – Wednesday
Well here we are back home again. And I’m still in one piece, but Jerry tried awful hard. Our infantry job wasn’t too bad. We were on the third line of defense and patrolled every other night. We built a … Continue reading
March 7, 1944 – Tuesday
From March 1st to march 7th, Chick was embedded with the infantry and was unable to keep his diary up to date.
