European Resistance Archive/European Resistance Archive (ERA)
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My parents said that it was too far, but we left Marola and arrived in Milan in two days.
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From there we took the train to Como.
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In Como a man asked us where we were going,
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and we replied that we were going to visit our brothers since they hadn’t sent any news for a long time.
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We were also going to tell them that they had to run away,
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because the Germans were sending all sorts of people who were caught during roundups to Germany, especially young men, as well as the Jews.
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Then the man asked us where we had slept, and we told him we slept in the train station.
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“But the station is closed at night”, he said. “I guess we’ll sleep in a shelter then”, we replied.
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“There are no shelters in Como, it’s a free city and we don’t get bombed”. What could we say?
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We wouldn’t have said anything else, but at that point he told us to go with him
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and bought us the ticket for the ferry that would have taken us all the way to the other side of the lake from Como, to Pizzo di Trona.
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He was truly an angel.
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Then he took us in front of a nice gate and rang the bell.
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He told the nun who came out that they should offer us a place to sleep, since we were there to visit out brothers who were in the army.
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They were really nice, they gave us a place to sleep and got us on the ferry at eight.
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We only made it to our destination at noon, as the ferry was quite slow and stopped in all those small villages.
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When we got there the soldiers were coming back from a mop-up.
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What do you call them, fascists? Or should I say “repubblichini” (supporters of the Republic of Salò), as we called them then?
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Anyway, they were all there apart from my brother.
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I was desperate, I immediately thought he had been killed in the mountains.
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