Friday, January 25, 2013

Jan

25

1943

The desperate Italian retreat struggles on

Soviet troops advance during an attack somewhere on the Eastern Front early in 1943.

I’m hungry. When did I eat last? I don’t remember. The column passes between two villages a mile or so apart. There’s sure to be my something to eat there. Little groups detach themselves from our column and set off towards the villages in search of food. The officers shout at them, tell them there might be partisans or Red patrols there.