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Feb 3, 1943 – Wednesday
We were told to get ready to leave tomorrow. We are going to Port Lyautey. We worked most of the day packing things up for tomorrow. We will only be about 15 miles from Spanish Morocco. we spent the evening … Continue reading
Feb 2, 1943 Tuesday
Not much happened today. We were suppose to get paid in full but instead we only got the equivalent of $6.00 in American money in Francs. I did a little boxing and in the evening I played some poker. It … Continue reading
Feb 1, 1943 Monday
Well today I have something to say for a change. In the morning I had a tooth pulled. Boy I had to laugh when I think of it. While the dentist was pulling my tooth I was thinking of some … Continue reading
Jan 31, 1943 – Sunday
We are going to move again and I’m glad of it. It will be something different and I am so tired of this place. There just wasn’t anything to do today we tried to play ball but no one had … Continue reading
Jan 30, 1943 – Saturday
We had a physical exam today for our insurance. I guess I passed OK. We also had the article of war read to us and had another mail call. I didn’t get any mail this time. Boy I wish the … Continue reading
Jan 29, 1943 – Friday
Boy we had a mail call today and received a few letters. It was all old mail but mail is mail and I was tickled to death. I received some candy from mom and it looked like a million dollars. … Continue reading
Jan 28, 1943 – Thursday
This is getting old stuff witting the same thing over and over again. But not much is happening to write about. We played cribbage again tonight and I lost some more. I now owe $14.60. I sure hope our luck … Continue reading
Jan 27, 1943 – Wednesday
Man are the mornings ever cold. Wow you just about freeze. Its so warm in your fart sack that you hate to get up. We didn’t have much to do to day. I took a gun over to the ordnance … Continue reading
Jan 26, 1943 – Tuesday
It seems foolish to keep this diary but I will. It seems as though I never have anything to say. We get new equipment one day and the they take it away from us and send it up to the … Continue reading
Jan 25, 1943 – Monday
Today was just another day. Not much happened. I took care of my salvage and typed out my certificate on it. Tonight I played a little horseshoe and tried to box a little. Boy my wind is sure short. I … Continue reading