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Passing the Time

September 5, 1944 My Doll; It’s another one of those nights that I just can’t stop…

From the combined lack of food and the summer heat, Harold began to notice the sores…

Another boring weekend meal at the home of Friends of a Friend of Mom and Dad.…

The weather was warm and the sun shined brightly down on the prison camp. It was…

July 5, 1944 My Doll, It’s in my heart, on the tip of my tongue, and…

I wrote my mom’s eulogy before she died. Well, technically, she was brain dead, and I…

Deeper, deeper we descended into the abyss. Before exiting topside, I stood on top of the…

Loretta woke up alone. It was the first of June, her first wedding anniversary. She stirred…

April 13, 1944 Kriegsgefangenenlager Dear Doll; Softball season started this week and we’re going at it…

February 20, 1944 Kriegsgefangenenpost My Darling Wife; Your packages were eagerly received and well worth their…