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Chapter 8, To New Zealand

Chapter 8, To New Zealand

17th August 1944

“Extremely hot lately. Fruit is plentiful, tomatoes, peas, peaches and grapes just as good as those in NZ! During the advance on Florence we stayed in some luxurious houses with all the trimmings, sleeping on sprung beds and between sheets. A wonderful rest after footslogging it through rough hill country and digging into rock. Bill.”

‘Al Mio Caio John, Fay’

On 3rd October 1944 Feni gives or sends a photo of herself to John with a note on the back. Perhaps he knew he was going to be leaving Naples for the last time.

On 21st November 1944 when he was marched in to advanced base CTBA 2nd NZ General Hospital and was transferred from x(ii) list to X(iv) list NZ Medical Corps (regarded A). On 24th Nov he was admitted to 3 NZGH and X (ii) list of NZMC. By 25th Nov he was marched in to 25 NZ Gen Hospital from advanced base and struck off the x(iv) list NZMC. He marched out of 3NZ Gen Hospital.

From 24th November 1944 John was based at  3NZGH (xii) list NZMC in Bari?. On 25th he marched to 25 NZGH and was struck off (xiv) list NZMC.

He was discharded from 3NZGH on 8th Feb 1945 and struck off X(ii) list of NZMC – Central Mediterranean Force but did not leave Italy or the warfront until July. Perhaps he spent another 5 months on Ischia before returning to New Zealand. In any case John and Feni got engaged.

On 16th July 1945 he returned to NZ ‘’protected personnel’ [Cmb INMHS]. He changed at Taranto for the voyage to ME Middle East. Disembarked at Port Tewfik. On 19th July 1945 travelled to NZ without his fiance. After victory in Europe, and increasingly after VJ Day, troopships brought back to New Zealand not only servicemen and released prisoners of war but the wives, children, and finacées of men in the three services.

With the blackout lifted, with no unnecessary parades or picket duties to annoy them, the men had little to grumble about (except the food and the overcrowding) and even less to do. At sea they played Crown and Anchor and two-up, fell into deep day-dreams of the future, and nursed the children on the boat-decks. In port many of them took the opportunity of having a final fling, but not with the old fierce concentration, and they returned almost with relief to the boredom, the day-dreams, and the babies on the boat-deck. One after another the ships came into home waters. John disembarked on 18th September 1945 in Wellington. He was placed in Area 7 pool (on 9ILWOP) pending discharge in Napier. Overseas leave formally ceased on 19th December 1945 after 4 years and 169 days of service.

John was awarded the following medals:

1939-1945 Star, Africa Star, 8th Army Clasp, Italy Star, Defence Medal, War Medal 1939-1945, NZ War Service Medal.

Fay longed to go out to NZ and be with John. A letter to Ruby dated 25th November 1946 from Ischia, tells of her heartache.

The fiancés and brides of soldiers had to wait for soldiers and the injured to be repatriated home and therefore shipping and transport to be available. John too remained hopeful of the day when Feny would be with him but in Bill’s letter to Ruby dated 4th March 1946, he explains that they felt unsettled returning to civilian life. Due to winding up all their affairs up before leaving 4 years ago, they were unable to get their old cottage back and there was now a shortage of housing. He wanted to make sure he and Bill had settled and had accommodation (a home of their own) first. There was also the matter of the official paperwork being arranged and approved. They were living in ‘comfortable quarters close to’ their job at Vidals in Te Mata Road.

10th March 1946

“Dear Ruby,

Hope to get two cottages and some land and for us to be in a better position to get married. We live next to our old job…six miles form town. Have a little car and get in every week. Building situation here tough. Thousands of soldiers want houses like us. John.”

5th May 1946

“Dear Ruby,

Should be married and settled in our own place by Christmas. Hope to get our land this year and start  growing grapes. John.”

When John & Bill returned to Hawkes Bay they worked on a small block of land in Havelock North for TMV (Videls).  Eventually they were granted a block of land on the slopes of the Te Mata Hills, Havelock North, which they planted in vines. It soon became a successful commercial vineyard.

Post cards to and from her mother and Aunty are dated 20th and 23rd February 1947 and is addressed to the Hotel International in Venice the first transit camp.

Fay didn’t make it over by Christmas 1946.

1st June 1947 the girls were photographed on the beach at Port Said and appeared in the French Newspaper “La Referme Illustree”.
The girls, a group of about 17 probably originally boarded the ship from Naples about 4 months earlier and stopped at Venice to pick up and drop off soldiers. However they reached Ismailia and Port Aden, Egypt and ended up spending about 3 more months in an army compound (for their protection) due to a shipping shortage for civilians.

Aden was not a particularly nice place. To protect themselves they went everywhere together and entertained themselves privately in the camp. There must have been moments of great adventure as photos show them bathing and sightseeing.

 

 

 

Right: Tina (top), Fay (Rright) arriving in Melbourne.

Whilst in Egypt, they were confined to a camp run and patrolled by English Army as a means of protection from the locals, who by all accounts could be fairly dangerous. There were 17 girls in Nonna’s group and they all stuck together as a form of their own protection. There was a nighttime curfew, but during the day they managed to entertain themselves by sight-seeing and swimming back and forth across the Suez Canal, waiting for their boat to come in. Eventually their boat, the N.Z. Steam Ship Tamaroa arrived and they all sailed to N.Z. via Australia, where prospective fiancées were lined up on the wharf waiting to greet them.

According to John’s army papers, 7th July 1947 ‘Miss Monti, fiancé of John T. Green’ embarked the SS Tamaroa for NZ. On Wednesday 9th July they arrived in Melbourne and appeared in a photograph in the local newspaper.

Left: Tina, Bill, John, Fay.

They arrived in Wellington on Thursday 14th July 1947. Newspaper clippings show the happy couples reuniting.

Fay married John on the morning of 17th July 1947 in St Mary of the Angels Catholic Church in Wellington. Fay wore the beautiful lacewedding dress with headpiece and veil that her father had sent to her from America years before.

 

They had a wedding cake and a toast as seen in the photos. Bill married Tina that same afternoon. They all drove to Hawkes Bay in a white convertible Morris B sports car. Can you imagine what it must have been like for Nonna, the culture shock. She didn’t speak a word of English let alone understand these kiwi folk, all the cows, sheep, open paddocks and no people.

4th May 1948 Bill writes to Ruby about the birth of their first baby. ‘Tina has a rough time but is recovered now.’

John and Fay had their first child on 20th December 1948. She was named Mary Ann Rosaria, my mother.



Chapter 7, To Italy

3rd June 1943

Sad news arrived this day, that Bill and John’s brother Alf had been tragically killed. There was a train involved. Signalman A.J Green 2 NZ Div. SIGS, 2 NZ Expeditionary Force No 16517 is buried in the military desert cemetery in Cairo, plot A14.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By 9th September John was discharged from hospital and was now sent to recuperate on Ischia. During his time there he met an Italian girl named Filomena Monti. They fell in love on this island paradise. It seems John spent nearly 6 months based at the 2 NZ Convalescence Hospital there.

 

Fay in Sorento.

John and Feni perhaps spent the long hot summer days on the beach, swimming in the mineral and thermal waters at Casamicciola. On one occasion they took a ferry boat to Sorrento, maybe stopping at Capri to explore the island and coast. The evenings may have been spent eating the fresh seafood delicacies & fruit, drinking the local white wine the island was renowned for, and enjoying the Neapolitan music famed in the small bars and clubs.

He had to leave on 11th October 1943 to rejoin 6 NZ Field Ambulance at the NZ reception Depot on 15th October, back in the Middle East.

How did the New Zealand troops come to set up on Ischia? An entry in one of the senior commanders diaries exlains, “We explored south of Anzio but, for 200 miles, could find nothing suitable. We eventually arrived at the end of a peninsula about 10 miles west of Naples and were about to return to the battalion in despair when I noticed an Italian about to set off in a small boat tied up at a wharf below us. I sent Osmond down to ask where he was going and he said to an island called Ischia about five miles out so we asked if we could go with him. “Yes, yes,” he said, obviously keen to co-operate. So off we went, leaving the driver in charge of the Jeep.

The boatman told us Ischia was a holiday resort with many cheap, empty pensions available and we would be very welcome. The Germans had commandeered all the accommodation when they were in occupation of the island. I said we were prepared to pay and he assured us we would have no problems. We were the first Allied troops to visit the island as the Americans and the British had all flocked to Capri and overlooked Ischia, which was not so famous.

We immediately fell in love with the island and its people and arranged to rent enough accommodation for 100 troops per week for the next four weeks, planning to put the whole battalion through a company at a time. The locals were short of food so I said we would bring our own rations, which they could cook for us. They then fell in love with us too and gave each contingent a rousing reception. We decided to keep our arrangements secret, as we wanted Ischia to ourselves, so the first company to go there did not know their destination. They were told they were going on leave but did not know where and were skeptical of the outcome. Osmond acted as liaison officer and seemed to have a good rapport with the locals and our boys had such a wonderful time it was difficult to round them up to bring them home. Skepticism had turned to delight.

John received an early Christmas present on 10th December 1943. He qualified for the Award of the Africa Star, 6 Division Defence Platoon. By 25th January 1944 he again qualified for the Award of the 8th Army Clasp.

7th January 1944

“Dear Ruby,

Now fighting in Italy – middle of winter and have had some heavy falls of snow –several feet a day. We are warmly equipped but get very wet. Relieved every few days from the line and billeted in farm houses… Ted got malaria.” Bill

To Italy

Still not fully fighting fit, on 1st April 1944, John was admitted to 23rd NZ Field Ambulance (FAP – for all purposes) Regiment. This meant an official transfer from C Company Infantry Corps to NZ medical Corps.

2nd April 1944

“Dear Ruby,

23rd NZ Field Ambulance. MEF.

Transfer just came through to the med corps. Still in base and start training tomorrow. (moved in yesterday – Saturday). Beginning to get hot here now, but a few cool days. John.”

16th April 1944

“Got a camera and went out to the cemetery to take photos of Alf’s grave. Cemetery is in the desert on the outskirts of Cairo. Still in base training depot. Bill back with battalion, after two weeks on the front line, at Casino. Out for a spell having picture shows each night. I hope it wont be long before I get over to Italy. John.”

‘Bill hadn’t met up with Ted but they were writing to each other.

29th April 1944

“Getting hot and flies are persistent. Get up to Cairo for some training. Have a friend who trains with me at the gym. John.”

On 5th April it was confirmed that he would join the NZMC in Italy, something he had been looking forward to greatly. He boarded ship and embarked from Alexandria that day, bound for Italy, by hospital ship.

He must have been incredibly excited to finally serve the effort in Italy, however I think there may have been another reason by the name of Filomena or Feni as she was affectionately called. Between June and November 1944 John was basd at 2 NZ Genreal Hospital at Casserta, near Naples. This would have allowed Feni to visit him and he to easily go on leave to the island when he returned form Advanced base in the field.

After completing a syllabus of 3 weeks intensive training, medical units were dispatched to Advanced Base. John was attached to 23rd NZ Field Ambulance (Admin) (an extension of 2 NZ General Hospital at Maardi camp) and marched out to 2nd NZ Expeditionary Force, 1 camp hospital at San Basilio, between Taranto and Bari, on 2nd June 1944. Fifty beds and other equiptment had been sent from 23 FA at Maardi.

From Advanced base Hospital they were posted to divisional and other units as required. John was quickly marched out to ABH on 10th June FAP and attached to 2 NZ General Hospital at Casserta, Naples, Italy, remaining on (xii) list (Grade C).

With the transfer of three base hospitals and the Convalescent Depot to Italy in addition to the field medical units and casualty clearing station, the medical layout of 2 NZEF was similar to that adopted in Egypt and North Africa. The New Zealand units formed a complete chain, thus enabling most of the sick and wounded New Zealand soldiers to receive continuous treatment within their own units. Patients evacuated from 1 CCS (casualty clearing station) and from field ambulances by motor ambulance were then transported within the first 1 ½ – 2 hours to 2 NZGH. Because of this their recovery rate was high.

The Work of the Regimental Medical Officers

Each RMO utilised his attached ambulance car to collect accessible cases on the battlefield. Evacuation back to the ADS was carried out by cars sent forward from the ADS. The minefields through which the advance had been made rendered the collection of wounded very difficult. Stretcher-bearing was particularly irksome and dangerous, as it was necessary to pick up the casualties away from the main tracks, especially in the region of the minefields, and carry them to the ambulances moving on the tracks.

The New Zealand Division evolved a particular system of evacuation through minefields. Casualties at the start line were collected by an ambulance stationed there. All men were instructed before the battle that if they became casualties they must make their way to one of the definite brigade axes. Stretcher-bearers were to collect to tracks. As soon as the first gap was signalled as being open, a convoy of ambulance cars was sent to clear the RAP which had been established just through the first minefield. The tracks were then patrolled by ambulance cars up to the second minefield; when the latter was cleared a similar drill was carried out. Walking wounded were instructed to walk back to the first gap, from which signs led to the ADS. Provosts were specially instructed to direct them. A red light was shown at the ADS as soon as it was safe to do so. Provosts on the lights marking the gaps were instructed to guide returning ambulance cars by turning their lights to show both ways as soon as operations permitted. Before this, if they heard an ambulance car approaching, they could guide it by voice or by reversing their light for a brief moment.

Ambulance cars were instructed not to leave the lit routes because of scattered mines, and men between the routes had to be brought to them by hand carriage. Ambulances had to proceed forward to the RAPs at all costs and not turn back with wounded picked up on route. If available, a 3-ton truck marked ‘walking wounded’ patrolled the routes.

The ADS commander had to avoid committing so many ambulance cars forward that he could not evacuate to the MDS. This minefield drill became the standard practice in the British Army.

All the medical officers attached to the British armoured units with our Division became casualties during the battle and our own RMOs took over their work. The type of work carried out by the RMO is illustrated by the citations upon which Captain Rutherford gained an immediate bar to his MC and Captain McCarthy1 an immediate MC.

After the attack on the night of 23–24 October and on the three succeeding days, says Rutherford’s citation, 26 Battalion was in position on the forward slope of Miteiriya Ridge which was exposed to small arms, mortar, and shell fire. Captain Rutherford, 26 Battalion’s RMO, was personally responsible for the evacuation of all wounded from the position. He covered the whole of the area in a bantam many times both by day and by night through both marked and unmarked minefields, attending and evacuating wounded. On one occasion he drove through a marked minefield to evacuate some wounded tank personnel and wounded German prisoners, and he was directed through the marked gap by the prisoners on the return journey.

Captain McCarthy was RMO to 25 Battalion in this attack. On 24 October his RAP was under heavy shellfire all day and, although he was at all times liable to become a casualty himself, he carried on with his work under great difficulties, never ceasing to attend to wounded whenever they were brought in. Throughout the night of 24–25 October McCarthy attended to wounded from a neighboring British unit as well as to wounded of his own battalion. He carried on all night without sleep, and then continued the next day in the same manner. On the night of 26–27 October Captain McCarthy’s battalion carried out another attack and he continued with his good work—at all times giving unceasing attention, not only to members of his own battalion, but to those of neighboring units.

An extract from the diary of Captain Borrie,1 RMO 24 Battalion, gives an indication of the battle atmosphere for the RAP activities:

In the evening (of the 23rd) after dusk troops began to form up. The RAP truck was to go to the start line 20 min. after the Bn started, and to move up to the Bn with the remaining transport when the minefield was cleared.

Our troops moved forward and crossed the start line. I took my place at the start line and received any walking wounded and directed them on.… We were in slit trenches or working in the ambulance, which had duly arrived. Flying over our heads was a continual sweep of 25-pounder shells making a deafening roar.

Our transport came and we went up the track as directed.… I met some orderlies with wounded, filled the truck with two lying cases, and went further forward to collect two more near a front minefield. Machine gun fire and tracer bullets went past.

I ordered more ambulances. In the meantime there were more wounded up front, so I went off and got two gun carriers and took these up to the same place and collected four more lying cases. I felt much safer in a Bren carrier with low-firing MG fire.… Four American ambulances came up so I sent one away full, left one with me half-full, and sent two up to Sam Rutherford (26 Bn). They did not contact him but came back full.

I was then given a guide and he led me in, but first I picked up some 25 wounded, and sent the walking wounded back and told them to get on the American ambulance. I eventually arrived at 24 Bn, filled up the ambulance and sent it back with the guide to collect my 3-tonner, which got lost but eventually arrived, and later an ambulance returned and I got cases away.

Functioning of Medical Units

As an example for the attack in October 1942, A Company 5 Field Ambulance under Major Dempsey was located just off a track and behind a slight escarpment but in front of the artillery. A Company 6 Field Ambulance, moved up another track and was likewise in front of the artillery. The ADS companies reached these sites just before the barrage opened and dug in and sandbagged the dressing posts. Sixth Field Ambulance was able to make use of slit trenches and dugouts already in the area. The first casualties were admitted to 5 ADS at 10.30 p.m. while the first at 6 ADS were admitted at midnight.

Although not many casualties had been expected to arrive until dawn, a steadily increasing number poured in during the night. At 1 a.m. on 24 October ambulances began evacuating cases from 5 ADS to 5 MDS 6 miles away—some 5 miles being along a road. The evacuation from 6 ADS to 5 MDS did not start until first light, it being impossible to do so beforehand as densely packed armour was moving behind the ADS until that time.

The task of the forward ambulances working between the ADS and the RAPs was most difficult. The desert tracks were ill-defined and difficult to follow, and were congested with armour, particularly on the narrow tracks leading through the minefields. These latter tracks had, however, been lighted and marked by the engineers and could readily be picked out. The method of sending one ambulance forward with each RMO was welcomed both by the RMOs and the ADS. Communication between the RAPs and ADS was much easier, facilitating a call for more ambulance cars if necessary.

6 NZ Field Ambulance Reception Tent, 1942

The task of the ambulance car drivers is illustrated by the citation giving Driver Henderson1 the DCM. This soldier was the driver of an ambulance car during the night 23–24 October 1942 and during the subsequent operations. He drove his car up the brigade routes under heavy fire and collected wounded in the early stages of the attack; and his was one of the first vehicles through the gap in the minefields. During the first and subsequent nights he passed many times up and down these tracks, where mines were destroying many vehicles, and his vehicle was often the only one moving in the forward areas and under heavy fire. He used his knowledge thus gained to guide up other ambulance cars and was thus instrumental in saving many lives.

The American Field Service drivers with our units also shared the risks. Evan Thomas, writing of the American Field Service at the Battle of Alamein, said:

Three of my sections were attached to 5 and 6 New Zealand Field Ambulances (one at 5 ADS, one at 6 ADS and one at 5 MDS).… On the night the battle started (the 23rd) I was asked to deliver a case of fresh blood to 6 ADS.… It wasn’t until 1.30 that our Field Service cars were called on to start working, and then five cars were ordered to 24 Bn RAP. I decided to go along as a spare driver. We drove westward on a dusty track crowded with tanks and Bren carriers getting ready to move out and cover the infantry positions at dawn. It was touchy work by-passing the concentrations of armor, since it was, of course, necessary to leave the proper path of the track at times and take a chance of running into a slit trench or perhaps a stray mine. However, we found the 24 Bn RAP truck without mishap and loaded three of our cars quickly. I was about to settle down and wait for more casualties to fill the two remaining cars, when a very excited padre came rushing up and told me that 25 Bn was a few hundred yards to the west and needed ambulances in the worst way.… It took us two hours to find 25 Bn, and by the time we got there, it was a good three miles west of where it should have been according to our informant. We had to work our way through and around tanks, across the British minefields, across what had been no man’s land, and across the German minefields, before we reached our destination. We had to wait for an hour, in company with a great number of tanks, on the east side of the German minefield, while the engineers cleared a lane. When we did get there we found that neither the battalion doctor nor his RAP truck had put in an appearance. The battalion had just taken its second objective, but the wounded were still scattered all over.1 I found a young captain who said they really hadn’t had time to collect their wounded and suggested we do that.… I had a good chance to find out just what a nasty job a stretcher-bearer had. At one time Brook Cuddy and I accompanied two New Zealanders out in front of the infantry positions and had the unpleasant experience of finding ourselves sitting among a group of mangled bodies while an enemy machine-gun sprayed a stream of tracer in our direction.… We drove back to the ADS just as dawn was breaking. Once again we had to fight our way past the tanks and through the narrow minefield lanes.

Extra transport had been allotted to the dressing stations for the attack, for example, five AFS cars were attached to 5 ADS, but in the sudden rush still more transport was needed. Four extra cars were sent forward to 6 ADS on the morning of 24 October. Each RMO in 5 Brigade took an ambulance forward with him and 5 ADS had a further four ambulances in reserve to work forward. Arrangements had been made for 3-ton trucks to patrol the axis through the minefields and collect walking wounded. These did not function as they were not allowed up until after dawn. Their place was taken by an ambulance car, which ran continuously from 1 a.m. until midday on 24 October. One ambulance was lost in a minefield and the other two ambulances were used to evacuate from whatever RAP was holding the most cases. Reports from RMOs indicated that, although there were times when many more ambulances could have been filled, they were able to evacuate steadily and were never holding large numbers for long. Three-ton trucks were used in evacuations from ADS to MDS. The trucks could accommodate in reasonable comfort a large number of walking wounded, who formed over half the cases, thus relieving the strain on the ambulances.

Liri Valley to Arce

The Division moved down the Liri Valley to Arce. Here, in peaceful surroundings, the Division rested and trained. For the New Zealanders, in the summer warmth of the green Italian countryside, it was a pleasant note on which to fall back for the first real rest of the campaign. There was leave to Naples and, of particular interest, to the beautiful island of Ischia, off the Bay of Naples and north of Capri.

The island of Ischia holiday scheme was made possible by Lieutenant Commander McLennan, RN, who had visited New Zealand some years previously and had a special interest in New Zealanders. Four hotels were requisitioned, and for a nominal sum a brief but welcome holiday could be enjoyed on this ‘island of wines’. Leave camps were freely utilised. Some were organised by divisional units, some by hospitals, and some by the YMCA. 2 NZ General Hospital, now based at Casserta, had established the one island on Ischia in the Bay of Naples and also rented some houses on the Sorrento peninsula at Positano. These camps did much to improve the health and preserve the morale of the troops.

Ischia offered every delight to the tired soldier—‘hot mineral baths, girls and grog’, one man remembers. Here the regiment had a place where parties of thirty men could go and relax for four days, but unfortunately only a few had the chance of going there before orders from Higher Up stopped all general holiday leave to Ischia.

And then there was Rome.

Throughout 2 NZ Division Rome was the Topic of the Month. Ever since the Italian campaign opened the Allied commanders had sent out the call ‘On to Rome!’, dangling the Eternal City as a kind of bait in front of their armies. But after all this anticipation, the reality was anticlimax. Until 19 June Rome was not officially open to Kiwis at all, and then, when at last leave to Rome began, it was doled out like some rare precious drug. Eighteenth Regiment, with 650 men, had a quota of 24—one truckload—every second day; though if more wangled their way in and dodged Authority’s eye, it was nobody’s business but their own. The drivers on the ammunition trip, too, would have wasted a unique opportunity if they had not made time, off the record, to go into Rome. But to see such a city in a day! Any good Italian would lift his hands in horror at the suggestion. All you could do was to rush madly round from the Pantheon to St. Peter’s and back to the Forum and the Coliseum, perhaps out for a few minutes to Mussolini’s massive sports stadium, till in the evening, your head swimming, you caught the truck home to be besieged by those who had not been there yet, all eager to hear every little detail. A day in Rome was much more exhausting than a day’s work in camp.

In spare hours there was the usual baseball and cricket, while other enthusiasts spent hours at deck tennis, which was just beginning to spread like an epidemic through the Division. The Kiwi Concert Party came round with its usual good show, and a British ENSA party with one that was not half as good. For the first time the Education and Rehabilitation Service began to be spoken of, and some keen men wrote away for trade training courses and buried their noses in ‘swot’ with an enthusiasm that often petered out before long. The athletes went into training for a 4 Brigade sports meeting, a gala occasion which, by the worst of bad luck, was literally washed out by an early afternoon downpour.

These sudden storms, characteristic of the Italian spring, seemed to abound in summer too, for in late June there was a succession of them. One in particular was a sight to remember, a violent thunderstorm with great tongues of forked lightning and hailstones the size of marbles. Of this the war diary says:

Many of the tents got flooded out and men were to be seen in all sorts of garbs digging drains in an endeavour to stem the flood.

Evidently the lovely weather of the first half of June had lulled them into a dangerous sense of security.

With all this sport and leave and recreation of so many kinds, it does not sound as if there was much time left for work. But that is not so. From 10 June onwards there was quite a solid training programme, route-marching and drill, weapon training and range work. There was a school to train the newer members of tank crews in the basic skills that had been drummed into the older hands at Maadi. There was an NCOs’ school in drill and discipline which caused a few curls of the lip—drill does not make a fighting unit, said the sceptics, and as for discipline, well, the Kiwi discipline may be free and easy, but it is there when needed.

Day leave to Rome on a percentage basis was available every five days, overnight leave not being permitted. Picnics to Lake Albano, 13 miles south-east of Rome, where there were saline springs and mud baths, three days’ leave at the Isle of Ischia in the Gulf of Naples (by courtesy of the Royal Navy), and visits to various other places of interest were also arranged.

Leave arrangements were made by the hospitals from July so that members of their staffs could go on leave to the Isle of Ischia, and the sisters and WAACs could spend two days in Rome.

Evacuation Problems

The sector in the Apennines held by 2 NZ Division was extremely wide and mountainous and the evacuation of patients presented many problems. Stretcher-bearers from the field ambulances were attached to the RAPs, which were up to 800 yards from the road, and a car post with additional stretcher-bearer teams was established in dugouts well forward on the road. The car post was linked by telephone with all RAPs. When a bearer party left an RAP, the car post was advised by phone, and a bearer party from the car post met the others halfway. For evacuation to the ADS, two stretcher-carrying jeeps were attached to the car post. Evacuations were carried out only at night except in extreme emergency, for most of the road was in full view of the enemy and traffic was consistently shelled. Even at night German spandaus would put bursts over when they heard the jeeps going down.

Breakthrough towards Rome

During the first week of May Allied preparations for an all-out attack on the Gustav line neared completion. The Adriatic front was lightly held by 5 British Corps and the Apennines by 10 British Corps, which included 2 NZ Division. On the mountainous approaches to Monastery Hill and Cassino there was 2 Polish Corps, while 13 British Corps faced Cassino town and the Liri valley. When the attack began on 11 May, 6 Brigade was holding the Terelle sector. The Division’s artillery went into action supporting the Poles in their attack on the Monastery. Little else was expected of 2 NZ Division until the enemy began to withdraw, when the Division would follow up, but on the night of 13–14 May there was an unexpected call for New Zealand armour to support 4 British Division in the Liri valley.

After a hurried night move from the rest area to the vicinity of Cassino. 2 NZ Division on 29 May, by which time New Zealand troops had cleared the mountain strongholds of Terelle and Belmonte and also the town of Atina. As fast as cratered roads were made fit for traffic and bridges were built, the New Zealanders pursued the enemy. Maori infantry and armour entered Sora on 31 May after clearing the hilltop village of Brocco.

From Sora a main highway, Route 82, ran in a northerly direction to Balsorano and Avezzano, closely following the banks of the upper Liri River and swinging away from the route to Rome. The New Zealanders pursued the enemy along this valley with battalions on each side of the river. Though exceedingly beautiful, the valley was narrow and flanked by high hills which, near Balsorano, formed an escarpment that could have been made a formidable defensive position. There the enemy held up the advance.

On the coastal sector Allied forces had cleared the approaches to Rome, and on 4 June the capital city fell. Then, two days later, came the event for which the fighting in Italy had been but a prelude—the invasion of France. Its success was to set the seal on the fate of Germany.

On 2nd June 1944 John ceases to be attached (CTBA) to 23rd NZ field ambulance (admin) and marched out to advanced base 2nd NZ Expeditionary Force. On 10th June he was FAP at advanced base camp hospital marching out of FAP 2 NZ General Hospital and remained on X(ii) list, 17th June 1944 (grade C).


Chapter 2, Monti, Aurelio Family, Ischia

Monti – Aurelio Family, Casamicciola, Ischia, Italy

Maria Guiseppa Aurelio was born on 1st February 1892, the daughter of Giovani Guiseppe and Guiseppa Ferrara of Casamicciola, and baptized the following day in the Parish Church of Sante Maria Maddelena.

Vincenzo Monti married Maria Aurelia on Ischia. Family stories say that when Filomena was very young, he left the family and travelled to America where he started a new life in New York. But how much of this story is true?

Vincenzo, like so many other form Ischia, travelled to the US, for the first time, in 1903. At just 19 years of age, on the steamship Perugia, leaving Naples on 22 March 1903 and arriving in New York, he was single and occupation peasant. He had not been to the US before and was going to stay with his brother Salvatore at 67 West street.

Again at 25 years of age, Vincenzo Monti, travelling from Casamicciola to New York on the steamship Liguria, 29th March 1906 arrived on 13 April. He was single and traveling with his nephew Salvatore Imparato, who was 12 years of age. They were going to stay with Salvatore’s father Orio Imperato, Vincenzo’s brother in law, at pos (?) W 33rd Street, NY.

 

 

 

 

 

Above: Baby, Salvatore Imperato,                                                                                                                     Above: S.S. Liguria

Below: SS Principe Di Piemonte.

According to the manifest of the steamship Principe Di Piemonte, Vincenzo departed Naples again on 28 April 1911 and arrived in New York’s Ellis Island on 13th May 1911.It indicates that he was 30 years of age (being born around 1881) and his last of residence is Casamicciola. His next of kin stated as his wife Maria Aurelia of Casamicciola. However his ethnicity is stated as US with a stamp saying non immigrant alien on the original, meaning that he had immigrated between 1906 and 1911. He was staying at 20th Street, S(?) 52, NY. The name is undiscernable but looks like Br. in law Berr co Malla.

On 28th February 1914 Vincenzo Monti returned to New York with his brother in law Domenico Monti. He was staying at 55th West 33 Str NY. This journey was made just 3 months before Maria was due to give birth with their child.

We don’t know why Vincenzo went to New York especially after he was newly married – perhaps he was like the millions of other Italians in the early 20th century who went to start a new life or was he simply going to earn money to send back to the family in Ischia as many thousands did from the area at that time.

Family stories say that Maria’s family would not let her move to the US and preferred her to remain with her family on Ischia.

Filomena Monti was born on 17th May 1914 in Casamicciola, the daughter of Vincenzo Monti and Maria Guiseppa Aurelio.

Maria and her sister Vincenza both lived at Villa Primula, their whole lives.

 

Villa Primula is built in the old style from hand hewn stone blocks, mortared together by lime. It stands over two stories with an upper living floor and a basement dwelling. Sisters Maria and Vincenza Aurelia (Monti) lived together with their children, Filomena and cousins Giannino and Juliana.

Gianino married Nunziatina. They had 3 children Giancarlo, Franco and Enzo.

Giannino was a merchant seaman like his father and retired to set up a profitable business with his sons at the marina in Lacco Ameno where the family now live. They had three sons, Franc, Enzo and Pietro.

Juliana had one son, John. They lived most of their life in Rome but still have an apartment above the Villa.

The gardens at Villa Primula have always been kept in loving condition with orange trees at the front, palms, roses, geraniums and other tropical shrubs. To the rear there is an orange grove with resplendent fruit, bordered by large lemon trees and laced around the edge with Daphne, Jasmine and red Bougainvillea.

Inside the villa, the floors are covered by intricate handcrafted tiles. These were laid by Vincenza’s husband, as remembered by Giannino Monti my 3rd cousin.


Patronage, Lacco Ameno 1540

Please note that this was translated online and is there fore not accurate in its translation.

In the recording of Beneficial Diocesan Archives is noted: “In- strumentum dotationis parochialis ecclesie SSME Annunciationis factum in Can.co D. Lamb 1540 Mount Bulla et fundationis Juris patronatus eiusdem facta years 1545 ‘, which suggests that there were two documents concerning parish SS. Annunziata Lacco Ameno. In fact, based on the oldest copy in our knowledge, that of 1620, the document has two parts: one that brings date of January 21, 1540, the second, much shorter is the date of publication blister on 1 November 1545. In the case of acts of appointment of D. John Peter de Crescenzo of 1620 reads, in fact, “Cum Copy Bulle Fundationis EXPEDITE year 1545. ” The Monti’s, therefore, or, as it was then called, “the family de Monte” began exercising the right of patronage in 1545, perhaps on the death of the canon pastor and Aniello Monti, and on that occasion was that the concession was made public. The bull, which generally has always been presented by the election of the parish priest Fr Sebastian Monti in 1799 missing part of the final and does not even clarification: “et etiam quod” the headings in the final line east aditum et h (red) es Pauli Mount vitio sed quod similiter not accidit mistake. ” Heirs of Paul Monti that are among those present and witnessed the document of 1540, “ibid Annuentibus presentibus testimoniis […] et de Monte Pauli heredibus Iscla. Compare, say, another nephew Don Aniello, Paolo Monti, forgotten among the “appointment and cognomina,” not “vitio sed scriptoris error “in the words of the editor of the notary deed 27 . The grandchildren, then, to Monti canonico Aniello compared to nine and eight: Stephen, Christ- hole (priest), Thomas Andrew, Berardino, Ranaldo Peter, James, and finally Paul. In 1620, in fact, took part in the voting, the heirs of Paul in the person of Tom- Monti farm 28 . Nella bolla si precisa che la chiesetta era « ex primæva fundatione parva et angusta » (espressione che è piuttosto un topos: si veda la bolla di fondazione della parrocchi.


‘Tamaroa’, A war bride’s tale

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A war bride’s tale

Newlyweds Anna Maria and Jack Hall spend some precious time together on the deck of the Tamaroa, a ship returning servicemen to New Zealand in 1946. While many war brides had to travel alone, a lucky accident meant the Halls were able to make the six-week voyage together.

 

Contributed by Anna Maria Hall and her daughter Carol Hall, of Hamilton

Jack and I were married on 29 December 1945, and we had our honeymoon in Trieste in a beautiful five-star hotel that Jack had booked previously, much to my surprise. We ate in lovely restaurants, and it was real luxury for a week, but all too soon Jack had to return to his unit somewhere in southern Italy. In the meantime, he had to arrange for my trip to New Zealand. I was unaware of how it was going to happen, but just waited to hear from him.

Some time toward the end of January he sent word that I was to leave Trieste for Bari, where I would be united with many other Italian war brides. Accommodation was to be provided in an old hospital requisitioned by the army and converted to temporary quarters for about 40 girls. The trouble was, how was I going to get to Bari? After the war, the railway service for civilians was almost non-existent in Italy, so I had to find an alternative. For a few weeks after the war had ended, I had worked for an organisation called SSAFA (soldiers, sailors, airmen, family association) and they were able to organise my travel to Bari in an army troops train. I had to leave from Udine, a city north of Trieste and travel all the way to Bari. My father and I were picked up in an army truck and travelled in the back to Udine, but that’s where the troubles of this nightmare journey began.

The driver didn’t know Udine or where the station was so he kept on driving and almost bypassed this small city. My father and I were banging and calling out to him to stop. Finally, he must have realised that he was going too far out of the city. He slowed down, so my dad started to dismount form the back of the truck, but suddenly he took off again and dad fell off onto the road. I was left screaming my head off while the driver picked up speed and continued on. I thought my dad was dead. It was night time and I couldn’t see where we were going and I couldn’t make him stop so I continued screaming. Finally another vehicle going the other way saw me waving and made him stop. We found my dad a few kilometers back and drove onto the station where a first aid patched him up. He was bleeding from his face and hands and was badly shaken. What a way to leave my family, my home and my country!

Anyway, soon after, I had to board the train and be on my way. I found another girl on the train who was also married to a New Zealand soldier. I can’t remember her name, but I know that I had to take charge, as she was useless.

The journey from one end of Italy to the other took two days, travelling always by army train and changing several times. Detours were necessary because some railway lines were still not repaired; the war had destroyed several main routes. The officers on the train looked after us quite well. They were very kind, although I still remember one South African senior officer telling me that I should return home, that New Zealand wasn’t a good country to go to, and I was making a big mistake. He couldn’t understand why my parents had let me go!

I finally arrived in Bari, hoping to see Jack there to meet me, or at least someone from his unit. But surprise, surprise, I was told that he had stolen or requisitioned an army truck and was on his way to Trieste to pick me up! You can imagine my parents’ surprise when they saw him. They couldn’t believe their eyes. As it happened there was another New Zealand soldier in Trieste married to a local girl who was also trying to find a way to get to Bari, so he had company on his return journey.

The best thing that resulted from this adventure was that Jack missed the ship he was supposed to be on, and so we travelled to New Zealand together. On 10 February 1946 we left from Taranto on the Tamaroa; a very long journey on a slow boat – almost six weeks. While we had separate quarters (we girls were on cabins on deck while the soldiers and officers were somewhere else on the ship), we could see each other frequently during the day. We arrived in Wellington on a foggy day on 19 March 1946.

 


Monti, Pietro, 1881

The story of Pietro Paolo Monti began on the island of Ischia where he was born in a tiny community at the base of a mountain, nestled in groves of grapes and olives. He lived in the area between Lacco Ameno and Casamicciola, a very enchanting and beautiful location.

 

Pietro was named after his grandfather who was a merchant seaman who worked on a commercial sailing vessel ferrying goods between Ischia and Napoli. His grandfather died in a storm at sea. There is a family story that has been passed down. The elder Pietro Paolo owned his own vessel called the San Frisco. However, no maritime record of the boat could be found. That does not mean that it did not exist. Many records during that period have been lost.

 

Young Pietro’s role in life was well established, as it was for all children. There would be no formal education for him. Rather, his education would come from his family and neighbors. His role was to work to help support the family. During the period in which Pietro was growing up severe poverty existed everywhere in southern Italy. As if the crush of poverty wasn’t enough to break the spirits of the Montis and their neighbors, on March 4, 1881, a violent earthquake hit the island. The epicenter was directly under the Monti family’s village. Somehow, seven-year-old Pietro and his family survived the devastation. However, two years later on July 28, 1883, a different story would emerge from the shaking ground. Another earthquake hit with such power that it nearly leveled every dwelling. Pietro and his father were injured, but Pietro’s mother and two sisters (Vincenza and Formina) perished under the rubble. More than 1700 lives were lost in the village of 2400 residents.

 

The traumatic event would have a lasting affect on little Pietro. With his mother and sisters lost, he and his father stumbled around injured and in the clutches of profound grief. In the midst of caring for their wounds and helping their neighbors bury the dead, the two surviving Montis made a temporary shelter and scrounged for food. Vitantonio would eventually rebuild his home with the help of Pietro and then set out to find another wife and start to rebuild his family.