My grandfather landed in Italy 1944 at Anzio. They pushed North from the Wadi area and eventually to Rome. He maintained that he and his battalion were the first allies into Rome. Indeed, he was driving at the front, but they had to wait for Gen Mark Clark to get there (some of this may be inaccurate w/o consulting my notes).
In 2013 I had the most enormous honour, privilege, and moving experience when I accompanied him and other family members to Italy. It was a wish of his to say goodbye to his mates before it was too late.
At Anzio he was presented with a scroll expressing the town's thanks for his service. How my mum and I held it together I shall never know. And at a special ceremony he wore his medals.
Sorry am rambling now, but it's still very raw we lost him a few months back.