From page 11:
"It was an unbelievable sight, a long, slow, jostling river of trucks and wagons, sleek cars and jalopies, all piled high with furniture and cherished possessions, from a bird cage to a grandmother clock to a statue of the Virgin Mary. There were stalled cars surrounded by distraught families, cars turned over in ditches. There were soldiers who had thrown away their weapons as they trudged along...there was a cyclist with his dog bound to the luggage rack like a parcel...we spent as much time stopped as moving... (the people said) they had been in bomb attacks and seen terrible slaughter. German Stukas would dive down, their sirens shreiking, drop their bombs and disappear...the Italians had also started bombing refugee columns and defensless towns. Italy entered the war June 10, 1940."
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