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Jan 4, 1943 – Monday
Still no supplies. Boy I’ll be glad when they do get here. I have to go on guard tonight, but I don’t mind. I think we will try to go to town tomorrow. We signed the payroll today and we … Continue reading
Jan 3, 1943 – Sunday
I went to mass in our own area this morning. We have mass here at 9:30am. It has been raining all morning and we are to play the third platoon a ball game. But it looks as if we wont … Continue reading
Jan 2, 1943 – Saturday
Another day and still no supplies. Not much was going on so we built our stove over. Boy it sure throws off heat now. I played Volleyball for a while and then wrote some letters. We spent most of the … Continue reading
Jan 1, 1943 – Friday
Today starts a new year. Happy New Year everyone. We are having mass right here in our own area now at 9:30am so I went to mass. Headquarters Platoon is going to play the first platoon a softball game. We … Continue reading
Dec 31, 1942 – Thursday
Wow! What a day. It is raining and snowing and sleeting all at the same time. It looks as if I am going to spend another day inside. Swanny is also very sick and has a high fever so they … Continue reading
Dec 30, 1942 – Wednesday.
Boy is it ever cold and raining here. Every one is staying in the pup tent today. It looks as if the rain is never going to stop. We didn’t do a thing today as the rain kept us in. … Continue reading
Dec 29, 1942 – Tuesday
All we did today was straighten up the supply room and tried to fix our stove. I went down to the P.X. today and brought 4 doz eggs. they won’t last long. We played a little volleyball tonight for a … Continue reading
Dec 28, 1942 – Monday
Not much happened today. We tried to make a stove, but it smoked so much that it chocked us out of the tent. We are going to try and make it different now. We buy eggs from the Arabs as … Continue reading
Dec 27, 1942 – Sunday
I went to 10:15 AM mass this morning. It started raining just as mass started so we had to hold a blanket up over the altar as the priest has to finish the mass once it started. In the afternoon … Continue reading
Dec 26, 1942 – Saturday
Well we sang songs until bed time last night and we had a lot of fun I gave my straw tick to one of the fellows that just came in. Boy it was sure cold without it but they only … Continue reading