Italy in the spring. My dad got trench foot so bad, they considered taking off his feet. Thank God for pencillin, which was being used for infections, it saved his feet.
They might talk about Normandy tonight. The same day that our troops landed there, the 5th army took Rome.
“Italy in the spring.”
I got to hear a bit about Anzio from an organic chemistry prof. during grad. school.
He talked about how he’d visit a neighboring fox-hole just to break the
tension...return to his foxhole/dugout...and in a minute or two his friends
would vanish in a direct hit.
Not the sort of story you get out profs that were draft age during Vietnam.
I don’t think I ever met a tenured prof from that era who’d done a hitch.