March 7, 1943 – Sunday

I am going into Port Lyautey to mass this morning. I’m glad I went too as there was a Bishop there. It was a beautiful church and I heard a “High Mass” The choir sounded beautifully. There was not much going on out at camp this afternoon so I wrote a few letters and played a little ball. We played chess again in the evening till mail call. I read a little and then went to bed.

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