The Same Streets
I realized that I should have worn a coat. The cold spring air in the…
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Part VIII – Beneath a Falling Sky
We slept in a large room on straw, men and women. At night we did…
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Part VII – A Mission in the Mountains
An artillery piece in position not far from the village of Acquafondata. Here it is…
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Part VI – Acquafondata
Preface: The small municipality of Acquafondata lay high in the mountains at the nexus…
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In Another Country
As has been the case several times during the telling of letters home, the next chapter…
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Part V – Africa
Dearest Darling, Just a few lines honey to let you know I am just fine….
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Part IV – Cristobol
The metal of the long steel prep table was cold on Stanley’s outstretched hands….
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Part III – Going to War
Letters Home – Part III – Going to War As we stood over Granny’s…
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Part II – The CCCs
morning fog hung on the fields and the frost still remained on the stalks…
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A New Reckoning
When I set out to write about the story of my grandfather’s tour in World…
