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Nov 27, 1942 – Friday
It started raining during the night and is still raining today. In fact it kept us in our tents most of the day so we played a little cards to pass the time away. We sat around the fire of … Continue reading
Nov 26, 1942 – Thursday
Today is Thanksgiving but the only thing we have to be thankful for is that we’re still alive. We thought we would get a lot to eat today but the breakfast was smaller than most of the other breakfasts. The … Continue reading
Letter Home, November 26, 1942 – Thanksgiving
Thursday Nov 26, 1942 Dear Mother & Dad It is Thanksgiving day but no turkey. We had a pretty good meal though. I would have loved to have been home to one of those big turkey dinners. I will be … Continue reading
Division Command Post moves
The Division Command Post was moved from Casablanca to the Casino in Fedala, a large, drafty wooden structure whose western windows overlooked the beaches on which the original landings had been made. The nearby Miramar Hotel, from which the German … Continue reading
Nov 25, 1942 – Wednesday
Well I didn’t go to bed right away last night, instead we made a little coffee over our fire before going to bed. this morning we fixed a tripod over our fire. we are getting things fixed up pretty good … Continue reading
Nov 24, 1942 – Tuesday
We were up bright and early in fact very early as we were moving today to a new place. We worked around all morning until about noon before they came back after us to move our things. I hope we … Continue reading
Nov 23, 1942 – Monday
Today was just about the same as every other day since I have been here. We cleaned up the supply room in the morning and in the afternoon I went swimming for awhile. When I got back i ate chow, … Continue reading
Nov 22, 1942 – Sunday
Today was another beautiful day. Red Kesterson and I walked over to the air port. It is about 3 mile one way so we had quite a hike before it was through. I made me a foot locker to day … Continue reading
Nov 21, 1942 – Saturday
It sure was a pretty day today and tonight it is just as pretty. It is a full moon tonight. Boy how I would love to be back in the states and be out ridding and listening to the radio. … Continue reading
Letter Home November 21, 1942
Dear Mother & Dad, Here goes a little new scribbling and I do mean scribbling. There’s not much going on here. Everything is quiet. I have been down to the ocean a few times. A couple of times we went … Continue reading
