August 29, 1943 – Sunday

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CathredalI went into town today to mass. It was a beautiful church. On the way back it started to rain. After we got back we tried to pitch some kind of a shelter to sleep under. We just got soaked. i wrote a few letters this morning and played some cards. Boy did it ever rain. After it stopped we pitched an old German tent and moved the supply room in there and slept in the other tent. Went to a show in the evening.

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