You might wonder why I decided to visit the resort town of Anzio Italy on one of our trips to that beautiful country.
I had heard much about Anzio from my grandmother who told me how my Uncle Bob had lost his life there during World War II.
As many young men did during that time, my father and his brothers volunteered to protect our country. My father served as french interpreter during the war, and his younger brother Bob had served also.
Bob was wounded several times and my grandmother took pride in showing me his Purple Heart medals and the letter she received from President Roosevelt when he lost his life. I was told that he had died at the battle of Anzio, which didn’t mean a whole lot to me as a child. However, as an adult, I wanted to know more about the place that he died trying to protect.
We took the train from Rome for about a 2 hour ride to Anzio, which is now a coastal resort town. As I looked out at the water while I stood on the beach, the story took on more significance for me. I pictured in my mind the story told to me by my grandmother of my uncle as he disembarked from the boats and how the Germans were waiting for them in great numbers, far more than the Allies were prepared for.
Many soldiers lost their lives during that battle. My Uncle made the ultimate sacrifice to protect our freedom, and I thought I would pay a tribute to him here.