My taxi driver looked ancient and so I asked him about the war. He laughed as they all do and then explaind how the Allied bombing had killed so many civilians. He was born in ’38 and so he was just a kid during the bombings of ’43-’44. He explained that although he grew up in a little village near Orvieto, he remembered seeing and hearing the bombers as the Rome-Milan train lines were all bombed to pieces.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
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