20 Feb 1944, Journal of Lt. Donald W. Kerr
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((Lt Kerr was being hidden in an old house…))
At 3 A.M. I was awakened. … The usual tiny lamp lit up a disordered scene. My six compatriots…were on benches around a little table cleaning their guns, an incredibly old and stooped woman was fixing some food, and three or four small children moved around helping.
… We followed ((the leader)) out into the utter darkness and with one of the boys leading me by the hand, we started up a rocky path directly toward the top of one ridge.
That was a mean climb. It was so steep I kept slipping back, and it was long enough to use all my reserve energy…The first light of day was beginning and all around I could see the dark forms of rough mountains. Far down at the lower end ((of a valley)) the stream ended in a narrow bay.
We started again, this time across the slope to a bare wilderness of rocks. It was a mammoth slide from the mountain top, a desolate tangle of broken rocks and creeping vines…We descended into a gloomy opening and slid down a big stone into the depths of the rock pile. By the cautious light of the flashlight we climbed back into a large and angular cave formed by the spaces between broken slabs and gigantic boulders. Like ants in a coal pile, over rocks, under precariously balanced chunks, squeezing through a little opening, we finally came into a wide misshapen space which was dimly lit by faint daylight coming through a chimney between the overlaying slabs. A pile of fresh straw lay on a rocky shelf in one corner.
The party divided and slipped away through some of the countless passages and spaces between the slabs until just one boy and I were left. We scrambled over to the straw and while I took off my shoes he spread his blanket. He used his gun and leather belt for a pillow. I struggled out of my jacket and used it. With no further formality we both curled up in the blanket and were soon asleep.
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