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Somebody finally knew where they were, taking me to Gova, towards Mt. Penna, very far away.

They had run away there because the Germans were looking for them.

She would always walk behind the rest of the group because she would take care of the wounded.

She wouldn’t carry them, there were others who would help her, but they didn’t have vehicles or horses, nothing at all,

so they would often improvise a stretcher – they called it a ladder – and put a cloth over it, if they had one.

That’s how four men would carry the wounded.

Brother at war

My oldest brother had already left for the war in 1939.

I was looking at some postcards the other night, and the first were sent in 1939 from Albania.

He was in the Julia Alpini Brigade and had been in Udine for a while,

before he was sent to Albania and then to Greece and Russia.

It was really rough for my brother, poor guy!

He was sent to Albania, then to Greece and finally to Russia. When he came back from Russia he was ill.

Actually, they thought he was dead. They were picking up bodies from the Don

and they thought he was dead, but he was only frostbitten and suffering.

I guess they slowly revived him and managed to bring him back to Italy, to Rimini.

They kept him there for three months and we never even went to visit him,

because there was no way for us to get there.

I did go to Milan by foot, but Rimini seemed really too far.

Fortunately, my father was at home during the war.