After the surrender of Takrouna, some of us, perhaps for morbid curiosity, climbed up to that stronghold, a rocky crag that overlooks the fertile plains around Enfidaville. The 51st Medium Artillery had delivered a series of fierce barrages to "soften up" the Italians who were defending Takrouna. It finally fell to the New Zealand Maoris in hand-to-hand fighting. To me, it was unsettling to realize that shrapnel from one of "our" guns probably killed this Italian Soldier. In this photo, you can see the jagged holes ripped in his coat. It was disturbing for me to remember how close I had come to actually offering to help carry the ammo to the guns that killed him.