My FiL was at Monte Cassino. Canuck artillery. I have related the story here at Mudcat of how he was blinded a great deal by a potatoe masher on recon.

My Uncle Chic told me many stories. His recording is available at the link I posted. He tones that particular story down a LOT. The other stories may be of value as they do have to do with daily life... learning to sleep on a motorcycle... sleeping under a motorcycle or in a puddle in a rut in a dirt road to avoid gunfire... trading clothing for fresh eggs and then trading the eggs for a bottle. I assume such stories are not limited to Canucks. My memory is sketchty but, over time, I may be able to relate them if it may contribute to such a worthwhile endeavour.