October 23, 1944 – Monday

SONY DSCTwo years ago today we left the shores of good old U.S.A. I have often wondered when I’ll get back there. It has been raining all day and there is little to do. Played some double pinochle. Williamson was captured and wounded by some Germans today, but three of them took care of him and gave themselves up to him. So instead of him being captured, he captured some krouts. Wrote some letters and went to bed.

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