August 29, 1944
Last nite we had the port holes open as usual and the OG (Officer of the Guard) spotted it and closed them. Today we got called up before the Colonel and he bawled us out. Tsk tsk! Official rumor - we arrive in New York at 6:00 p.m. Thursday and get off Friday morning. Ok by me. I am now pressing out a shirt which I washed last nite. Played rummy. Now reading "The Ordeal of Sgt. Smoot," by Louis Paul. Another Private Hargrove with a promotion. Do I look like an owl???

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