The Battle of the Bulge

Saturday, Dec. 23, 1944

It was a quiet drive back to Bridgeport. Mommy and Daddy didn’t talk much. When they did talk, it was in whispers. I stayed extra quiet so I didn’t disturb them. The house was quiet too when we arrived. Grandma and Grandpa are in the midst of the last rush before Christmas. If they do well, they’ll be comfortably off for the coming year. And even Rikki-Tikki-Tavi was quiet. He barked a bit when we walked in. Then he curled up and slept on his blanket in the kitchen. Hanging over all of us is the news that the Nazi drive is still going on. They are almost back at the French border and almost 2,000 of our troops have died on the European Front. The year may be ending but the war is not.



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