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Days seem like weeks and
weeks months. Life is a
scramble and once in a
while you pause to ask the
day or date. So many
incidents have followed
incidents so closely, I am
willing to believe they will
never register a memory.
A few days of fine, sultry
weather seems to resolve
mud into blinding dust &
constitutes a drought. We
are faced with it now, we
pray anxiously for rain.
The heat of day is intolerable.
Already I'm brown as a
berry yet Jeff & [...] only a
week ago seemed concerned
at my feverish pallor.
Jeff passed on his way
today. Typical of all troops
movements he found no
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