July 14, 1943 – Wednesday

Boy everyone is sure mad that we didn’t leave yesterday this laying around is getting us. I’ll be bivouac hopping before long. We laid around all day and played cards. One fellow brought by two cans of boneless chicken so we had chicken for supper. I had often heard they had chicken in cans like that over here but it had to be stole to get any. We had all of it we could eat. Then we went looking for more chow but couldn’t get any.

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