Sunday 13 August,1944, At Sea
Sunday is just another day at sea which means the same routine as always. Eat and work and eat and sleep. Plenty to eat, very little work and lots of time to sleep.
Ate the usual breakfast, had steak for lunch and cold cuts for dinner. Except for a few patients this was an exceptionally quiet day. We happen to be ahead of schedule so that instead of a straight course we have been zigzagging all day stalling for time.
Not much more to say my Sweet except I love you and miss you and my two girls a lot. Goodnight.
USS Ocelot 1944