I felt engaged, being surrounded by the brown memorials and listening to the bugle playing the last post in the documentary.
Old, green-tinged possessions are carefully placed in cabinets. Personal letters and medals from brave soldiers were displayed around the museum.
The room was filled with the sounds of pens clicking and people walking around, looking at photos and talking about their discoveries.
Purple, silver and yellow and gold surrounded the room on trophies, uniforms and emblems.
Letter from a Prisoner of War.
To my dearest Mama, Papa and little Capri,
I have been captured and I am at the prisoner of war camp in Hay, Australia.
I am really missing your spicy salami pizza, and cheesy pasta.
Life here is different without you all, but at least I have found some fellow Italians that I can easily talk to.
Even with my new friends, it can be quite boring here without my weights and my precious Fiat. We have to walk everywhere here!
It is much more quiet in the camp than at war, and I’m really missing it. The war reminded me of Call of Duty, and I was never bored.
I won’t be coming home for a while, so I need to tell you that there is a rifle under my mattress, which is for Capri to take with her, so she will be safe on the way to school.
I am missing you (and the food) dearly,