you are amazing, and right. Dec 15, 1943 and he was 19 years old. I should have rememberd correctly since my bro was born in Feb 1944 and was named after him. He was a magat and I chastised him for thinking the Nazi lovers are cool. Last conversation, he said he was sick of chump. We'll see.... Thanks for correction
That would have been the battle to break the Bernhard Line, the first major German defensive position north of Salerno on the road to Rome. Fought in winter rain and snow, pretty miserable up in the mountains where they were fighting. I was just writing about it yesterday in the new book.
Thank you. I will add this to the info I have about him in my genealogy records. His ghost hung over our family in a way. My sweet Aunt Carrie never got over the loss, nor did my Mom who was close to them all their lives. So wish my husband were here to enjoy your books, he had a life long interest and was an avid reader of the history.
I went to Salerno in 1999, such a beautiful place. How war ravages our beautiful Earth.
Shout out to my cousin, Dalton Kenneth Harris, killed in Italy in December, 1942, 18 years old.
That would have been 1943. In December 1942 we were fighting to hang on in North Africa while we "learned to walk, then run."
you are amazing, and right. Dec 15, 1943 and he was 19 years old. I should have rememberd correctly since my bro was born in Feb 1944 and was named after him. He was a magat and I chastised him for thinking the Nazi lovers are cool. Last conversation, he said he was sick of chump. We'll see.... Thanks for correction
That would have been the battle to break the Bernhard Line, the first major German defensive position north of Salerno on the road to Rome. Fought in winter rain and snow, pretty miserable up in the mountains where they were fighting. I was just writing about it yesterday in the new book.
Thank you. I will add this to the info I have about him in my genealogy records. His ghost hung over our family in a way. My sweet Aunt Carrie never got over the loss, nor did my Mom who was close to them all their lives. So wish my husband were here to enjoy your books, he had a life long interest and was an avid reader of the history.
I went to Salerno in 1999, such a beautiful place. How war ravages our beautiful Earth.