A four-motor Flying Fortress went over to the north, steady and beautiful, the first we have seen from this camp. Some of sourse saw red circles under the wings. There is always an argument but it was a thrill.
A life like this could be interesting if the group had similar ideals and tried to work them out in living together. There could be a comradeship more bearable than this one of assorted persons. A few can still joke about the
work they are doing, the daily job, though most of them have lost all sense of humor.