December 24th, 1942


Received little Dottie’s Christmas gift, and boy I can say I was really happy to get her gift.  The darling didn’t have to spend so much on me.  Later, I took a walk in a perfect moonlit night and prayed to be back for my little Dottie when this damn War is over.  Turned in a little late, and listened to a few Christmas carols on the radio.  Some of the fellows were drunk, and to my surprise – I turned down a drink.