Bruce was my mother’s fiancé. He was stationed in Italy and, the night after writing this letter, his plane was shot down over Cassino. My mother had kept Bruce’s letters and I inherited them after her death 70 years later.
Bruce was my mother’s fiancé. He was stationed in Italy and, the night after writing this letter, his plane was shot down over Cassino. My mother had kept Bruce’s letters and I inherited them after her death 70 years later.
