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“No soldier in any of our theaters of operations is better acquainted with this war than is the Infantryman, and no Infantryman knows war more intimately […]

“In every battle, the last one hundred yards of the fight belongs to the Infantry. Armed with rifle and bayonet, Infantrymen must face and defeat the […]

The countless stone houses of standard design lined the few roads across the Anzio beachhead. To the front of Dad’s units the stone farm houses were […]

While still an inpatient at the field hospital on the Anzio beachhead, Dad wrote home and expressed great admiration for the nurses there.

After dinner that evening at the field hospital on the Anzio beachhead, Second Lieutenant Phil Larimore, who had been hospitalized with malaria, felt well enough to […]

The Anzio Beachhead quieted down and took on the characteristics of garrison life. Because Phil and his men spent a lot of time in wet trenches, […]

After a long-night’s work, from dusk to first light, on the Anzio beachhead, Dad and his A&P platoon would head back to Regimental Headquarters for breakfast […]

A doom like quality surrounded the Anzio beachhead, and misfortune seemed to loom everywhere for the Dogface Soldiers. One of the most common occupational hazards was […]

80 years ago today, my Father got the good news that he and his men were heading for a few days of R&R at at a […]

What a nice birthday gift I’ve just received. I’ve just learned that my WWII book, At First Light, has been released by Knox Press in soft […]

Throughout this period there were almost nightly actions around the scattered homes that once housed Italian farm families on Mussolini’s Anzio-Nettuno model Fascist farm community. Each […]