by J. R. Sharp
Praise for
Feeding the Enemy
“JR Sharp, in his novel, Feeding the Enemy , artfully blends, in the rich tradition of oral history, his family’s most intimate recollections of living under the grip of fascism with a highly accessible chronicle of the brutality and devastation of World War II. His skill and flexibility as a storyteller is revealed in this historiographical narrative that boldly recounts events in a small northern Italian village from the one true perspective, that of the common man. His people’s history point of view counters the conservative, elite polemic that dominates history while enfranchising the personal bonds of family to the past. History from below at its finest.”
—Dr. Alan S. Canestrari, Professor of History Education, Roger Williams University, Bristol, RI
“Feeding the Enemy is a fascinating family saga of undying love, personal sacrifice, quiet heroism, and triumph. Using untold hours of oral family history, personal interviews, and exhaustive research, author J.R. Sharp skillfully records the trials and tribulations of the Zucchet and Cartelli families and their struggle to survive the horrors of Nazi occupation and brutality during World War II Italy. You don’t want to miss this “You were there! “ story!”
—E. Michael Helms, author of The Proud Bastards, Of Blood and Brothers, the Mac McClellan Mystery series, and others.
“Feeding The Enemy by J.R. Sharp is a brilliant book and one of the most powerful stories of survival I have ever read. An essential piece of WWII literature and a must read for those wanting to acquaint themselves with critical, historical facts. The first hand, vivid accounts of the Italian families who suffered through this war will leave you feeling as if you were actually there with them on the farm.”
—Don B. Cross, MBA, PMP
Adjunct Professor, Brenau University
4th Year DPA Scholar, Valdosta State University
“It has been a pleasure to read Feeding the Enemy. It has a personal touch throughout and provides insights to many sensitivities not always found in such a subject. All persons with interest in the subject either past or present should find it an easy and thoughtful treatment. I heartily recommend it as a most useful reference.”
—David Harlow
RADM, USN (ret)
“Fabulous read, I was unable to put the book down. If you love stories from the heart, this is the book to read.”
—Gary Matheny, author of If the Shoe Fits, Wear it. Life and Times of a Shoe Salesman and The Bullet
Feeding the Enemy
by J.R. Sharp
© Copyright 2016 J.R. Sharp
ISBN 978-1-63393-250-0
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This is a work of fiction. The characters are both actual and fictitious. With the exception of verified historical events and persons, all incidents, descriptions, dialogue and opinions expressed are the products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real.
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Dedication
This book is dedicated to my mother (Maria Cartelli) and aunt (Loretta Cartelli). If they hadn’t shared their stories of survival, this book would not have been possible.
Table of Contents
Prologue
Chapter 1 – Wounded
Chapter 2 – Fascists Emerge
Chapter 3 – Hiding Places
Chapter 4 – Back To War
Chapter 5 – Nazi’s Arrive
Chapter 6 – Maria’s Arrival
Chapter 7 – First Deserters
Chapter 8 – Auction House
Chapter 9 – Looking for Jews
Chapter 10 – Train Station
Chapter 11 – Missing Animals
Chapter 12 – Loretta Arrives
Chapter 13 – Bruno Arrested
Chapter 14 – The Signal
Chapter 15 – Troops Harvest Crops
Chapter 16 – Nazi’s Take Over
Chapter 17 – Horse and Cart
Chapter 18 – Paratroopers
Chapter 19 – Nervous
Chapter 20 – Visitors
Chapter 21 – Catherina Arrested
Chapter 22 – Feeding the Horse
Chapter 23 – Francisco Arrested
Chapter 24 – Catherina Returns
Chapter 25 – Allies Take Over
Epilogue
Prologue
AS A CHILD LIVING in Italy, I remember sitting with my mother, aunts, uncles, and grandparents fascinated by the story of their survival. Their stories about World War II were remarkable. The majority of the stories surrounded what happened on the farm located on the outskirts of Cimpello. Cimpello is a small town located near the city of Pordenone in the northeast section of Italy about an hour from Venice.
The older I grew, the more vivid the stories started to become, and I understood why they talk so often about this period. The stories would become even more passionate when they would take out old photos and newspaper articles. Not all of the family and their friends survived, which would bring a lot of emotions into their storytelling.
I wrote this book based on their accounts of what happened during War World II. Most of the information in this book is based on at least two corroborating accounts and other research. Some accounts and dialogue are to some degree fictionalized due to the lack of information. All of the family names are true, but all other names and characters are fictional because of the lack of information during the writing of this book. All the events that occurred on the farm are non-fictional.
Chapter 1
WOUNDED
It was 1939 and the world was on the verge of war. Europe was already being conquered by the Germans, and in the Far East, Japan was making plans to be a world leader and had already invaded eastern China. America was on the sidelines after declaring neutrality and watching to see how things would unfold. Italy was also involved with its own world domination and was busy in Africa and the country of Ethiopia. The Axis Powers was formed, an alliance between Germany, Italy, and Japan during World War II.
Just as Adolf Hitler was leading Germany, a controlling Fascist leader named Benito Mussolini was leading Italy. “II Duce” had adopted Adolf Hitler’s plans to expand German territories by acquiring all territories it considered German. The aim of invading Ethiopia was to boost Italian national prestige, which was wounded by Ethiopia’s defeat of Italian forces at the Battle of Adowa in the 19th century, which saved Ethiopia from Italian colonization. Another justification for the attack was an incident during December 1934 between Italian and Ethiopian troops at Wal-Wal Oasis, where two hundred Italian soldiers lost their lives. In addition, Mussolini saw it as an opportunity to provide land for unemployed Italians and also acquire more mineral resources to fight off the Great Depression.
The war resulted in the military occupation of Ethiopia and its annexation into the newly created colony of Italian East Africa. After Italy joined the Axis, they attacked the British and Commonwealth Nations in June 1940 and pushed their way through Somaliland. It was during this period that most of the Italian wounded were shipped back to Italy. Among them was Gino Cartelli, an infantry soldier with 19 Infantry Division Venezia.
During the early stages of World War II, Germany’s armed forces journeyed many times through the Italian countryside without any type of incidents with the locals. The German army worked very closely with the Italian Fascist an
d even had interpreters with them during most of their journeys.
In the later stages of the war, this all changed, and the German and Fascist-lead Italian forces became desperate for supplies and supporters. They started to collect metals at first but then confiscated food and other supplies from the local farmers and business owners. This was the same type of tactic used by the Germans on the Jews in Germany. In the northeast corner of Italy, it was especially difficult for the locals to hide their goods and family members due to their borders being surrounded by water and the country of Yugoslavia, which joined the Axis powers.
Local farmers were especially hit hard from most of these encounters with the military. They had to find inventive ways to hide their food and valuables. The Zucchet farm was such an example of how Italian farmers survived the war to end all wars.
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Gino Cartelli was part of the military occupation after the Italians defeated the Ethiopian’s in the Second Italo-Ethiopian War. He was part of the expansion of services division to run electrical power to the outposts in Ethiopia. The work was hard and extremely dangerous. Not only did they have to deal with the local natives trying to kill them and sabotage their work, but also the landscape was very rough and dusty. The diseases that the troops were exposed to were a variety of illnesses that included tuberculosis, malaria, and other respiratory infections. With limited medical supplies and very few medical doctors, the army faced a dismal future. The animals and insects in this country were also strange to the Italian troops with most never seeing elephants, giraffes, hyenas, or lions until their arrival in this distant land. Gino himself had been awakened numerous times by hyenas coming to his tent to see if there was anything to eat. Most of the troops were from Italy, so most had never left their small towns and villages, and now they were being pushed into this type of environment, which was also very mentally hard to adapt to, this strange part of the world some two thousand miles away from home.
During an autumn morning in 1939, Gino’s unit was running electrical power when his infantry unit came under fire from local units. Gino was just leaving the shower area when they came under fire. He raced to his tent to take cover and get his rifle when he was suddenly inflicted with some type of pain that he felt in his chest area. The wound didn’t stop this young fighter, and he continued to his tent to take cover. After a short period, the shots stopped and Gino was able to see what the pain was all about and noticed blood. A bullet had punctured his chest causing enough damage that he fell to his knees and eventually passed out from the pain.
This minor skirmish with the locals would only wound Gino, but it started his journey back to Italy and to his lovely future bride, Catherina Zucchet. His company continued to provide electrical power to their outposts, not knowing what the future held for the Western Italian Empire.
Like other wounded or disease-stricken Italian troops stationed in Ethiopia, Gino’s journey back to the coastline was not pleasant. Animals or large trucks traveling through rough terrain with little or no protection from the elements transported the majority of soldiers. Most of the wounded died. Gino finally arrived in an Ethiopian port in late 1939, and he was loaded on the transport ship headed to Treviso, Italy. Gino survived the return journey, but his future looked bleak because he had lost one of his lungs during the journey and was sick with malaria.
When he arrived in Treviso, the weak Gino Cartelli could barely move. The removal of his lung was also causing the young man complications. The long shipboard voyage from Africa through the Suez Canal and finally the coast of Italy had taken its toll on this young and brave infantry soldier. He drifted in and out of consciousness about the love he had left behind.
The farm that Catherina lived on was located about twenty kilometers from his hometown of Pordenone, which he had visited often before he joined the army. Catherina’s parents were not pleased with her decision to be part of Gino’s life, and he knew how they felt about him. He was going back to his love and wanted to prove to her parents that he could make her happy.
The hospital was understaffed and over its capacity with so many patients coming back from the Second Italo-Ethiopian War. All the patients were required to have family members present to take care of their war wounded, and Gino was fresh out of family members to help him recover from his injuries and disease-ridden body. During his first night in the hospital, he was in and out of consciousness and could barely make out the individuals attending to his needs. He woke up in the morning to see a priest on the left of his bed reading his last rights and a doctor on his right reading his chart. It was like a dream but better because for the first time in a long time he felt at peace and wasn’t in fear of dying anymore. He could hear the doctor ask the priest if there were any family members to take care of this infantryman. The priest replied, “Just a young lady waiting outside in the hallway.” Gino thought they were talking about the other individual next to him. The only young lady he knew was at the Zucchet farm some fifty kilometers away.
Catherina was sitting in the hallway waiting for the doctor and priest to finish with Gino. When they came out of the ward, she rose with shaky legs and felt nauseous. They walked past her and continued their rounds with no new news to give her about her loved one.
It was only two weeks earlier that she was sitting in the kitchen of the Zucchet farm main house that she was born and raised in talking politics with her father and mother. It was a Friday, her day to go to town for farm supplies, be with friends, and read the latest news about the occupation in Africa. Her father was very critical about all the expansion by the Fascist-led Italian government. The news about Germany upset him, too. In this part of the world, news was posted on the city town wall for all to read. This was also the place to read about the soldiers who had died or were wounded in action.
During a clear fall morning, Catherina went into the barn to get her bicycle to ride to town. Her parents always reminded her that she needed to look presentable before going to town and that she always wear a scarf covering her hair. Once she knew her mother and father could not see her anymore, she removed the scarf to allow her hair to flow with the wind. The roads were either made of dirt or cobblestoned and filled with an occasional traveler. As she was riding her bike through the farmlands and getting closer to the town of Cimpello, she could see the Pro-Fascist German interpreters standing and talking with their Nazi counterparts. With cigarettes dangling from their mouths and hats pushed to the sides of their heads, they stopped what they were doing to look at the lone Italian bike rider. The interpreters, Marco and Francisco, were from the local area and knew this beautiful young lady. Francisco yelled at her as she passed, “There is news of Gino!”
Francisco was a local farmer’s son that her father wanted her to be with but she only had eyes for Gino. She stopped pedaling for a minute and coasted because her stomach had dropped to her knees. As she approached the meeting and dance hall that she and Gino shared those intimate times with each other so long ago, her legs started to give out on her, and she could feel herself getting lightheaded. She remembered how he could dance the night away and never got tired of moving his feet. Gino was six feet tall and one of the most handsome men she had ever seen. Many women said he looked like Errol Flynn the Australian-American actor.
As she continued down the main road of Cimpello, she passed the local restaurant, bakery, and meat market. As she got closer to the square, she could see the crowd of local villagers reading the news on the walls of the town hall. She noticed two of her childhood friends, Maria and Loretta; both were standing to the right of the crowd whispering in each other’s ears. Catherina approached the center and immediately dropped her bike and ran through the crowd to read the news about her only love, Gino. Maria and Loretta rushed to her side to comfort her while she read the news; Gino was listed as wounded and in route to Treviso Hospital to recover from his wounds. The only way to get there was by train. The Italian government always requested family members to send help for the w
ounded because of the shortage of care providers at the hospitals. Maria asked Catherina, “What are you going to do? You know Gino’s family won’t send anybody to help him.”
Gino was youngest of three brothers, and his father and mother did not travel. His father told him that if he left the family for a life in the military he was on his own. The father told his other sons the same thing as all three were fighting with the Royal Italian Army. Gino’s father would not leave his home because of his business and his drinking issues.
Catherina looked at her two friends that she had known since birth and told them she wasn’t sure what to do. Loretta said, “Catherina you must be with him. He is your one and only, and he needs your help.” Catherina knew that she wanted to be with him, and it had been ten months since he left for Africa. But who would be helping on the farm if she left? Her father and mother were getting older and she had three brothers that where not much help. Her older brother, Chester, was fighting with Gino in Ethiopia. The middle brother, Bruno, was always sick and worked as a laborer for the railroad. Velasco was too young for farm chores. There was also Catherina’s grandmother who lived upstairs in the small one-bedroom, second-floor room, and she was bedridden from polio.
Catherina’s parents disliked Gino because he came from the wrong type of family. Her parents wanted her to marry another farm boy, Francisco the interpreter, but she wanted to be with the man that took her breath away, the man who always looked into her eyes like she was the only one in his universe. Gino had told her that when he finished his tour in the army they would be together for the rest of their lives. She needed to wait for him until he came back. Now he was back, but what type of wounds had he suffered? Catherina was full of mixed feelings as she grabbed her bike for the journey back home, forgetting the supplies and other tasks.