Category Archives: Diary

Funny thing Jerry didn’t even come over last night. He must be slipping. He shelled most of the night though but only a few came close to us. We are moving right after dinner. It’s too quiet here ha, ha. … Continue reading →

Boy they had a big raid last night and I just shook in my sleeping bag. You can hear the plane so plain and hear them go into a dive to drop their bomb. We have really seen some air … Continue reading →

My God! My God! This morning was worse than last night. It started at 5 am. I got up and went toward the beach. Three bombs hit and knocked me down. I got up and ran back to the barracks … Continue reading →

It is raining and the weather is bad so Jerry didn’t come over last night. He shelled us most of the night but none came too close. As the weather cleared up this morning over he came, one kid got … Continue reading →

Boy oh boy what a night. I’m telling you I was so scared that I shook like a leaf. I prayed just as hard as I could pray. Some bombs jarred the plaster out of the walls and I was … Continue reading →

I was sick all day to day. I haven’t had over three hours sleep in the last two nights and with this head cold I have it got me down. I had fever so I went to bed. It did … Continue reading →

We move the first thing this morning and it was a good thing as our area was bombed and strafed. We moved down to the water front in some old station barracks. I don’t like it at all. I would … Continue reading →

We are to land some time this morning. You can see the Navy ships firing toward shore. We heard over the loud speaker that the first wave of troops landed okay and we are waiting to go ashore. Planes came … Continue reading →

Ate breakfast, then listened to the guitar playing until dinner time. We are now leaving the harbor of Naples, for where we don’t know, it’s either above or below Rome. Miner, Ross, Joe and I all played pinochle all afternoon. … Continue reading →

Up at 8 am this morning. Ate breakfast and then went down below to hear some colored boys play a guitar. They could really swing it. Played cards and shot craps all afternoon. Joe and I have a Bruns Watters … Continue reading →