December 20, 1944 – Wednesday

SONY DSCFinished loading our truck as we are leaving tomorrow. Boy, it’s going to be hard to leave this place. Went over to Margo’s and told them good-bye. They all cried and wanted to know if I was coming back. I told them maybe some day I would. Boy, but I hated to leave.

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