March 6, 1944 evening: dark
We ride off on bicycles: make it as far as Castaljaloux where they put me in the back of a house for the rest of the night and the next day. It’s right in the middle of town. Neighbors are pretty close.
The Germans are still looking for me but have been to this house already. Let’s hope they don’t come back.
I don’t know how long I’ll be staying here.
c. GCYI