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Category Archives: 1944
April 11, 1944 – Tuesday
Boy Oh Boy, we had an air raid last night. Bombs were falling every where. Personnel and heavy bombs. Some hit pretty close as the concussion was terrific. They hit an ammunition dump close by and shells were landing in … Continue reading
April 10, 1944 – Monday
It’s about the same thing to do here every day so there is little to write about. We had a small air raid last night. Not much to get excited about. Had to go over to the Bn. a few … Continue reading
Letter Home – April 9, 1944
Dear Mother & Dad; Today is Easter Sunday, and a gloomy day it is. The weather has been swell for the last two weeks just like summer, but today it has to rain. I was going over and see Snook … Continue reading
April 9, 1944 – Sunday “Easter”
We got to sleep late today. I took a shower and drove the fellows to church. Went to Communion. It started raining. After dinner I went over to “B” Co. to a show. Lena Horn in “Stormy Weather”. Pretty good. … Continue reading
April 8, 1944 – Saturday
Had a big air raid last night. They dropped personnel bombs about 300 yrds from us. They were bombing all over the beachhead. Two planes burst into fire and fell to the ground. Was quite a sight. We turned in … Continue reading
April 7, 1944 – Friday
Another quiet night. Today was about the same as yesterday. Not much to do. They lobbed a few shells over, but none fell close to us. “Snook” came down on his British motorcycle that he had traded for. We had … Continue reading
Letter Home – April 6, 1944
Dear Mother & Dad; Well I have some good news for you. I have been over to see “Snook”. He was just a little ways from me but it’s awful hard to get the time. We had a nice talk … Continue reading
April 6, 1944 – Thursday
Very little to write about it was quiet all last night and I slept like a baby. We did odd jobs around the supply room, and I had to go over to the Battalion a couple of times. Played a … Continue reading
April 5, 1944 – Wednesday
Last night was swell. No ach, ach at all and no shells that came close. Not much to do all day today. Went after our Mosquito fans and head nets. Part of us can go to a show tonight so … Continue reading
April 4, 1944 – Tuesday
What a night last night was. Air raid and Jerry shelled us all night. The shells felt like they were going to roll up the tent as they went over. Threw dirt on our tent a couple of times. That’s … Continue reading
