The following notes were written at odd hours and strange places -- some in times of stress, others in times of enjoyment -- most when the writing thereof postponed for a few moments more odious tasks. This is not a literary piece, but just a sketchy reminder in outline for of all of the then forbidden things that I would have liked to have written about to Jane and the family.
24 August 2013
17 July 1944
Routine day with drills, etc. Gave the entire crew their typhus shots today. (Last in a series of three -- shooting 1200 men in two hours flat.)