Today marks the 70th anniversary of V-E Day, the day my Uncle Babe missed by four days. He died on May 4, 1945, by drowning.
My Uncle Bob writes, wondering how many points Babe has and whether he has enough to be discharged from the service.Read More
“Some people here make you sick. They act like kids. Are drinking and making merry. N.Y.C. is full of paper (the streets). You boys are the ones to celebrate.”
Babe’s brother writes to him the day after the Germans laid down arms in Italy, but the day before Babe was killed.Read More