Sun. July 30, 1944
No mail, no newspaper, no nuttin. That’s strange because mail was delivered today and every Sunday in the army. I finished the rug and it looks nice. Will now start little boat model.
I will probably get paid tomorrow. Pay day is tomorrow but they have to bring the dough to me and that may take time. How shall I send some money home? money order? what?
The major seems satisfied with my leg. He comes around every morning and looksus over.