July 4
As I rode out of Castres in the morning, a plane flew over and... "pop, pop, pop, .... ". About thirty parachutes drifting to the ground.
Castres is the base for one of Frant's paratroop regiments
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July 4 As I rode out of Castres in the morning, a plane flew over and... "pop, pop, pop, .... ". About thirty parachutes drifting to the ground. Castres is the base for one of Frant's paratroop regiments |