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Category Archives: 1943
August 5, 1943 – Thursday
We moved up again this morning. They shelled one area just as we pulled out so it was a good thing we left. There is going to be a big drive tonight so look out. I listened to the radio … Continue reading
August 4, 1943 – Wednesday
We woke up this morning hearing enemy shells just a whining, but as long as they are whining you are safe. The Company is going to move up. We straightened up the supply truck and went swimming. The Company didn’t … Continue reading
Champaign Man Finds Swimming Hole in Sicily – by Harold V. Boyle
With the American Seventh Army east of San Stefano, Sicily, Aug. 3 – (Delayed) – (AP) – American combat engineers during battle lulls have turned the vast Mediterranean into a combination “old swimming hole” and laundry. Within the sound … Continue reading
August 3, 1943 – Tuesday
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, … Continue reading
August 2, 1943 – Monday
We are going to move on up this morning. We move up a few miles ahead of the infantry to work on a bridge that was blown out. Man do the Germans ever blow these bridges. They are also shelling … Continue reading
The front lines of Sicily
Chick talks about being on the front and working with land mines during the invasion of Sicily. Filmed 2007 at the studios of WILL, University of Illinois as part of the “WWII Central Illinois Stories” series
Posted in 1943, In his words
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August 1, 1943 – Sunday
We woke up in the morning and there was a big air raid going on. Man, I never saw so much ‘ack ack’ in the air at one time. I saw a couple of planes shot down. We moved out … Continue reading
July 31, 1943 – Saturday
Not much to do now so I guess I’ll write a few letters. I went into town this afternoon and had my pictures taken. The company came back and we loaded up to go up to the front and relieve … Continue reading
July 30, 1943 – Friday
Joe and I took Badali over to his uncles house. It was a nice drive along the coast. The kids here are getting as bad as African kids always wanting candy. I may go into Palermo again this afternoon we … Continue reading
July 29, 1943 – Thursday
We are going into Palermo this afternoon. Palermo is a very beautiful city. It has been harmed quite a bit, but in peace time it really must have been pretty. We got some champagne and ice cream and came home. … Continue reading
