September 8 Wednesday, 1943

ToDay is the Birthday of

Cool and foggy wind East.

Italy has surrendered uncondis.

Saw a flock of young quail as I was coming home from work.

Went down to the Armory tonight to drill.

The Co. is going to put out xmas cards again this year.

Had quite a ride home with Mr. Sassi from Whipples.

Pierre Chateau brought me a copy of Field and Stream.

Rained a little tonight.

The radio is sure giving the Italian surrender a great going over.

Saw a flock of young quail as I was coming home from work.

“What signifies sadness;a man grows lean upon it.” Mackenzie