October 19, 1944

Just as we finished our dismal breakfast of dirty mush, our dear enemy returned!

Kay and Margo were already on my bed, when Catesy and I ran into my room. While Catesy crouched by the window, I joined the girls on my bed, and for the next half hour we were exhilarated to the point of exhaustion, watching the thrilling show.

There was no doubt in our minds that the Nips were being softened in preparation for early landings. As excited and thrilled groups discussed the bombings and possible liberation, food was forgotten. This was the shot in the arm that we needed!

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