Your Son, ‘Chick’
Invasions
Categories
Category Archives: 1944
August 8, 1945 – Wednesday
We were up at 2:30 and it was raining a little. Went over and got a cup of coffee. Turned in our cots and blankets. Drew our barracks bag and went out to wait for the trucks to come pick … Continue reading
March 13, 1945 – Tuesday
Well, they still think I should stay in so I missed out on another day.
December 31, 1944 – Sunday
We loaded everything up and left about 11 o’clock. It snowed most of the night and is still snowing out now. We are moving up into the mountains and it’s really cold. The snow gets deeper the higher we go. … Continue reading
December 30, 1944 – Saturday
We got in our new sleeping bags today so we issued them out. I’ll be darned if we’re not going to move again tomorrow. It sure beats me. We are moving above Colmar and the good old 3rd Division will … Continue reading
December 29, 1944 – Friday
We loaded the other truck with mines and then sat around until we moved. We moved just after dinner. It’s in a Bottle factory. Not much of a bivouac. We got us a room in the basement. Fixed us a … Continue reading
December 28, 1944 – Thursday
The company is wiring in the whole front. They are expecting a large counter attack. All of the troops and service companys are moving back to a new area. We loaded our truck up today and we are to move … Continue reading
December 27, 1944 – Wednesday
Did a little work around the supply this morning. Had to unload the truck as they are going to use it to haul barb-wire. Played some cards, and wrote a few letters.
December 26, 1944 – Tuesday
Had a couple of the fellows wounded yesterday. Not much doing here. Wrote some letters and listened to the radio.
Letter Home – December 25, 1944
Dear Mother & Dad Merry Christmas Mom & Dad. I was just thinking about home, so I thought I would write a letter. I’ve been a pretty good boy this Christmas. I went three masses yesterday and two today. Not … Continue reading
Posted in 1944, Letters
2 Comments
December 25, 1944 – Monday, Christmas Day
Not much of a Merry Christmas. Every thing is dead and the company is working. I went to two masses again today and wrote a few letters home. Listened to the radio tonight and played a little cards.