Jan 26, 1943 – Tuesday

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Arab Market

It seems foolish to keep this diary but I will. It seems as though I never have anything to say. We get new equipment one day and the they take it away from us and send it up to the front at Tunisia. I turned in the salvage to day and that was about all I did all day long. In the evening I did my laundry and boy what a laundry it was. We had mail call but I didn’t get any mail.

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