We have to go on a hike this morning that turned out to be a parade. General Clark, Truscott, and Lucas were all there. They gave a speech on the coming landing. Its seem as it is going to be above Rome. Boy that parade was miserable. I was dead tired when I got home. I issued out some clothes, ate chow, talked, wrote a few letters and went to bed.
Your Son, ‘Chick’
