Pearl Harbor

Was awakened this morning by the firing of a heavy coast defense gun up in one of the valleys. Could hear the flight of the shells that passed overhead on the way to the sea.

Back to the island. Puttering around. Took a sunbath, from which I was called to the squadron — immediately!

Turned out to be a PPC check hop from the Exec, Mr. Moffat. A little instrument work and a few landings – all okay. I’m a PPC (Patrol Plane Commander). Finished how “Green Was My Valley” – excellent.