April 19, 1942 (Sunday)

Santa Clara

Communion at early mass – my first in five months. Big turkey dinner was thoroughly demolished by all hands. Noje has to shove off right after it. Was sure sorry to say goodbye to him β€” one of the best best damn brothers a fellow ever had. He broke into tears as he said goodbye to me. Hope to hell he weathers the Army Air Corps successfully.

Said goodbye to Gram and Bop and rode up to town with Jackie and Bob. Checked in at the St. Francis. It’s jammed with uniforms.

END OF DIARY I

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