- Contributed by听
- 大象传媒 @ The Living Museum
- People in story:听
- George Figgins
- Location of story:听
- Village near Rimini, Italy
- Background to story:听
- Army
- Article ID:听
- A4409714
- Contributed on:听
- 09 July 2005
My father and comrades
This story was added on behalf of Joan Waller by Pauline Pearson os London CSV Volunteers. The author is aware of the site's terms and conditions.
My father who was in the 8th Army Service Corps in Italy had a few funny incidents with his chums. On this particular occasion they came across the piazza chambers which were in a state of dereliction from air raids. They found this old piano inside the chambers and my father, who enjoyed a tinkle on the ivories, decided to take it away. They put it on the back of the truck. As they did this, Jerry decided to come over and they were machine-gunned. Impossible to believe but the chums were more concerned for the piano than themselves! Years later, on a holiday in Rimini, I visited with my husband and saw the bullet holes. I put my fingers in them to celebrate the fact that I was where he had been and remembering all the stories my father had told me. I was proud to be there in his footsteps. This prank seemed typically British!
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