A day at sea no more. I wrote a letter to Dolly this morning. The mood was strange within me. I do miss her so. I went to church later and experienced a very moving service. Communion was held and I took part with sincere feeling for the first time. Had standby and am sleeping in the ready room.
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Tomorrow, February 14, 1944…
This is D minus three day for our strike against Truk…