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January 25, 1942

I remembered Gonzy in my prayers on the occasion of his birthday. I knew his worth. We found our new campsite utterly filthy, having been previously occupied by a PC unit. We transferred to the other side of the river. I fired at a Japanese plane flying low over Limay. This was the first time I fired an MG and a 50 caliber at that. I fired from my car. The lead I took was just right, so I was told, but my bullets were a bit too high. Again we had to build another papag .