Ate breakfast and censored mail. Ate chow. Shaved myself and then Fish and I took off for Lecce. First rode with Lt. Col. Fellows, Group C.O. but he forgot his beer and turned back. Ate 2 big bowls of gelato at Red Cross and 4 hunks of super cake with chocolate icing, just like Mother used to make (almost). Got picked up outside Red Cross by our squadron jeep - very lucky. Tonite we saw "See Here, Private Hargrove." Very entertaining picture. Donna Redd sure is eager. Letter today from good old Houghton. He's around here somewhere. No letters from Adele. Tsk. Nite toots.