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. … More 70 Years This Week Since Babe’s Death in Italy
One of the few letters I have from Babe’s father. He references my mother doing the sort of charming antics you’d expect from a nearly 5-year-old girl. It seems they tried to keep her aware of her brother, who enlisted when she was three months shy of her third birthday. … More From My Grandfather to His Son, Babe
It’s one of those short letters that would be better if we knew more about what he was responding to. … More ‘Rosemarie Is Going to Start School Soon, Huh?’
I thought it might be a nice time to step back and take a look at some of the people we’ve met in the course of telling Babe’s story. Here’s a link back to my early post introducing the characters in the beginning.
We are five paragraphs into this letter before Babe bothers to mention receiving his medal. First, food and a pen-and-pencil set were more pressing issues. … More ‘I Got My Purple Heart Today’
