Wednesday, August 11, 1943.
I wasn’t scheduled to fly today, so this morning I helped censor the outgoing mail. This afternoon, we had a Staff meeting. Afterwards, Captains O’Connor, Hall and Kutschera; Redbird and I went to Carthage. We had a nice swim in the Mediterranean. Then, we went over to the French Officers’ Mess and had a keen supper - chicken and French fries. We all returned to Base afterwards.
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