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July 3, 1943 – Saturday
Again we got some more clothing and had to issue it out. Thats about all we have to do now. We played a little cards and then went to a French leg show. It was pretty good. Came home and … Continue reading
July 2, 1943 – Friday
We received a few clothes so Badali and I issued them out. I slept all afternoon and went to the show at night. Boy its really hot here.
July 1, 1943 – Thursday
Things are just about the same here now nothing happened and we are just waiting to move. The flies are terrible. The hospitals are just full of dysentery. We played a little cards and sat around and talked till bedtime.
June 30, 1943 – Wednesday
Boy they are giving us hell with their bombs now. They know we are coming so they are trying to stop us. I did my laundry and then laid around the rest of the day. I wrote a few letters … Continue reading
June 29, 1943 – Tuesday
Another raid again this morning. They seemed to be a everyday occurrence. We issued out someone clothes this morning and laid around all afternoon. We went to the show tonight and during the show we had an air raid. We … Continue reading
June 28, 1943 – Monday
Had another raid last night, but the ack, ack was light, so there must not have been many planes. We went over to the Bn Supply & picked up a few clothes to issue out. I spent the afternoon just … Continue reading
June 27, 1943 – Sunday
Had a small raid this morning and only a few bombs were dropped. I went to 9:00AM mass. After mass I wrote a few letters and in the afternoon we played cards. It sure doesn’t seem like there is a … Continue reading
June 26, 1943 – Saturday
No raid last night but reconnaissance planes were over so look out tonight. Went on another hike. This afternoon we had to send out a few clothes the company is starting to come back from the maneuver. I went to … Continue reading
June 25, 1943 – Friday
Wow! Last night we got up in a hurry and dove for our foxholes. Bombers were right over our head and you could hear the bombs whistle through the air above you. They hit down the way about 300 yds. … Continue reading
June 24, 1943 – Thursday
Had just a small bombing last night. Not many bombs were dropped. We went on a hike, and when I got back I wrote a few letters. We went swimming in the afternoon. We played cards for a while and … Continue reading