May 29, 1943
Recuperated from the party today. A gang of the boys got their orders to go home today. They were just like a bunch of kids. Gee, they were happy. Looks as tho they are really going to send all of those with 50 missions home. I’m gonna fly tomorrow. Try it once more, but if I’m as nervous as I usually am, I’m writing it off & calling it Fine’. Seems too bad to get that way with only 6 to go, but I’m afraid I’d go off my bean.
Today has been a hot one. I’ve never seen it so hot since I left the U.S. a year ago. I’m glad it’s cool at nite. Make for good sleeping anyway.