April 28, 1943
Today was a holiday for the 97th. Guess General Spatz was well pleased with the bombing yesterday. Besides, we pulled our 100th raid yesterday. 12 ships went after a convoy near Palermo. They didn’t see it, but we got credit for a mission. That probably sets a record for heavy bombardment. I’m quite proud to have been with the 97th. There aren’t many of the old fellows left, but we have a swell bunch of new fellows. I’ve made quite a few friends. Have lost lots, but not nearly so many as one would think.
I got one of the sweetest letters from my girl today. I’m afraid that I’m falling in love with that young one. What I wouldn’t give to be able to be with her for awhile. One of these days I’m gonna get the breaks and end up back there with her.