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6/9/1947
430 p:m.

We have started.
Beautiful half foggy
day. Most terrible crush
at the docl. Murray,
and two other fellows
I know were there for
me to wave at. Have
past there a mass
of war ships - all
grey. Our guns are
being oiled. We [shant?]
likely be out of sights
of envoying vessels.