July 11, 1943 – Sunday

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We are all wondering when we are going to leave, and how the fellows are making out in Sicily. I sure wish I was with them, but I will be soon enough. They seemed to be doing okay though. Wyengard and I went on a couple of long run hikes after a P.X. we did bring back some food from one outfit. It’s a relief to eat some good food, since we’ve been eating C-ration all the time. We went to the show tonight but it also turned out to be a dry run.

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