Dear Photograph, My Mom, a young girl in her twenties, had lived an impoverished life in German-occupied Italy during WWII. Her fiancé was a member of the resistance and he was tortured and killed. Life as she knew it was over. Until one day in April,1949 my Dad (age 51, had moved to the US from Germasino, Italy in 1921) came by her house to visit with family members. It was a chance meeting as he was about to leave to return home when he saw her. He always said he watched her walk down the staircase and knew at that moment she was the one. He had never married, was hard working and had built a new life for himself in the United States after his father deserted him and his mother when he was just a baby. Mom always said he rescued her, just like a Prince would, and took her away to live in California. They had two children all the while living happily ever after, until cancer took them both - just 53 days apart. As I stood in the shadows of yesterday where they once walked on their wedding day August 5th,1949 the energy was palpable and powerful. Thank you both for life and for all the stories that keep me connected to you and my heritage. Your legacy lives on. I will never forget. - Love, Oliva
Summary: The year is 1944 and American forces have finally entered the European Theater in France. Never knowing which day could be their last, Technical Sergeant Oswald Cobblepot finds himself slowly falling for the only other man in his platoon that seems to want to take the time to get to know him; Medical Specialist Edward Nygma finds a friend and maybe something more; Second Lieutenant Jim Gordon fights for his own brand of glory and recognition in the eyes of a man he’s looked up to since the war began; and First Lieutenant Harvey Bullock tries his damnedest to not let his feelings cloud his judgement as the leader of G Company.
Raiting: M for now, might go up to E depending on how the characters treat me.
Warnings: None for this chapter.
I finally received your letter last week. It has been difficult getting time to write back to you as we’ve been marching non stop. Don’t worry, we haven’t come under any fire. Lieutenant Bullock says that there’s no reason to be worried, but I can see he looks more and more drained the closer we get to the border.
It’s beautiful here. I can see why you loved it and why it was so hard to leave. We might be entering the front lines soon, but I can hardly get a word out of the upper ranks.
They tell me that we’re getting closer to your home town. I’ll bring something back for you, I promise. Thank you for the chocolates you sent me. Don’t worry, they didn’t melt. I would share them but I don’t particularly have anyone to share them with.
I promise that I’ll be home as soon as I can. I hope I am making you proud.
We kindly invite you to visit us at the Exposition de Photographies de la Waffen ϟϟ, 42 Avenue des Champs-Élysées, Paris, France. The Waffen-SS is at the forefront of the fight against the world threat of Communism with volunteers from all over Europe. January 1944.
Photographer Dorothea Lange was employed by the Federal government when President Roosevelt signed
Executive Order 9066 on February 19, 1942.
Lange photographed the experience of Japanese Americans, now deemed a threat to national security, as they were moved from their homes on the West Coast to internment camps.
Her photographs were kept from the public during World War II, but after the after the war ended, these images became part of the holdings of the National Archives and were available to the public. You can explore these images in our digital catalog.
When Photographer Toni Frissell visited the Tuskegee Airmen, in March of 1945, she took nearly 300 pictures of the men and their surroundings.
This view depicts pilots attending a briefing for an upcoming mission. The Library of Congress provides a description of the photo, including the names of the Airmen, as follows:
Members of the 332nd Fighter Group (Tuskegee Airmen) attending a briefing at Ramitelli Air Field, Italy.
Shows members of the 332nd, from left to right:
Lt. Robert W. Williams, Ottumwa, IA (leather cap)
Lt. William H. Holloman, III, St. Louis, MO.
Lt. Ronald W. Reeves, Washington, D.C.
Lt. Christopher W. Newman, St. Louis, MO (flight cap);
Capt. Walter M. Downs, New Orleans, LA
Just north of Point Pleasant, West Virginia is 8,000+ acres that was once home to a US Army facility dedicated to the manufacturing of ammunition and explosives during World War II. The $45 Million project was only operational from 1942 to the end of the war in 1945 and employed around 3,500 people during the peak of operations. The explosives for safety reasons were stored in bunkers or “igloos” that were strategically scattered across the territory and hidden by a thick layer of earth to prevent being spotted from the air. The plant was disposed of shortly after the war and the surrounding land was utilized for a landfill, the Mason County Airport, an industrial park, and the McClintic Wildlife Management Area. This area is most famously known as the location of the first sighting of a cryptid known as “The Mothman” in November 1966. During the late 70’s a fisherman reported red water seepage at the site and in 1981 TNT, DNT, and other contaminates from the WWII operations were discovered. In September of 1983 the site was included on the EPA’s National Priorities List making it eligible for the cleanup under the Superfund program. It was then listed as West Virginia’s top priority site and one of the top ten polluted in the entire country.