Friday, October 9, 1942
Well here I be — still in the Irvingstown hospital. I’m just as well now as I ever will be but now I’m here til they fix my jaw. The X-rays have been taken and they’ll probably cut me open monday. It should be pleasant — like it was when Gallagher messed with it.
Yesterday I received five letters from Jane. Today two. Mable seems to be giving her trouble and Johnny’s just dying to be of assistance. When I lay here at night my mind is certainly active.
The Russians still hold Stalingrad.
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