Pearl Harbor

Juni – my God – Dutch!

Another long patrol to the Southwest – nothing. Practice a little gunnery on the way back using whitecaps for targets.

Saw Walt Disney’s “The Reluctant Dragon” for the third time tonight — the sequence in which Goofy shows the principles of horseback riding is, without doubt, the funniest thing that is ever been filmed. I damn near pass out from laughing, every time I see it. First time I saw that picture was last fall in Washington D.C., with Mary Gedney and Bill Miller. The second time was with Diana Brody in Wellington, New Zealand. God knows where I’ll see it the fourth time.

Had an emergency blackout and gas-mask donning about 9:30 p.m. Even the welding arcs in the Navy Dock Yard were out, for the first time since the blitz. I don’t know what the big-wigs thought they were doing, but couldn’t have been the real McCoy as none of the Honolulu radio stations went off the air. Although they succeeded in doing was making everyone damned uncomfortable with all the stumbling around in the dark.

The brass hats out here are so damn afraid of becoming a second Kimmel and getting caught with her pants down, they’re going to the other extreme in their caution, and are holding their pants up so high it’s damned inconvenient for all of us are really fighting the war – and by us, I mean not only the pilots, but the dockyard workers.

Finished an excellent collection of short stories from the New Yorker.