July 13, 1943 – Tuesday

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We went for a hike today. We went into Bizerte. Boy that town is such a mess. They have prisoners trying to clean it up. When we got back off of the hike everyone was packing up and getting ready to leave. Well we didn’t go after all Butts and I took our sleeping rolls down to the truck, but had to bring them back as something came up and they had to rush more assault troops across.

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