“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.” … More A Letter from My Grandfather on VE Day
“I know it is too soon to hope for anything yet concerning you. But I can dream, can’t I? At least maybe now you will get to see your cousins & uncle.” … More My Grandmother Writes 3 Days After Babe’s Death; Doesn’t Yet Know He’s Gone
Babe’s brother writes to him the day after the Germans laid down arms in Italy, but the day before Babe was killed. … More ‘We Just Heard That the War is Over in Italy’
As if the last line of this letter wasn’t tantalizing enough, there’s also this one: “I know I haven’t written much lately, but someday I’ll tell you why.” … More ‘Someday I’ll Tell You a Lot of Things That I Can’t Tell You Right Now’
Another letter returned to sender because Babe had been killed before he received it. … More My Uncle Bob Writes to His Brother
