Saved by the Italian Underground

I was taking, with a jeep, went too far. Had a sergeant who had the jeep and there was an officer with me. So I don’t what happened to the sergeant, I don’t know but my jeep hit the mine, I blew off the jeep into a slit trench. Civilians, Italian come up and carried me into that building then they, they were talking English pretty good. So they hid me in their, in their basement. They had a, well just a home underneath the ground. They couldn’t stay upstairs because the Germans had their buildings. Their officers set up upstairs in the building, houses, you know. But they hid me into that hole in there so nobody knows who was there just me and these couple of them coming down the halls and talked to me. Bring me something to eat, spaghetti and meatballs, oh, and wine, a big jug like that you know. White wine to drink, no water, no tea, no coffee. I was there about six months before the Canadian troops start coming through and I got out of there. They had taken over that area, tanks were coming through. So I had, civilians were out and you know, getting in touch with them, they start asking if there’s a man like me was around there. They said, oh they’ll find him. I got out that dug hole, just like half blind you know, staying in the dark all the time. Just my luck that those civilians hid me away, you know, otherwise the Germans would have get rid of me.