Monday, December 28, 1942

Dear Diary,
Christmas was swell this year. Jr came up Dec 24 gave me a beautiful present then he left for parts unknown. Had a three day pass, had fun, stayed at the Moana Hotel. Jr was up today to see me. Went to a midnight mass at Ft. Shafter and got home at 2 a.m. Dopey, my doll married a Jap, such going on. Met some young fliers from Wheeler Field they bombed Wake Isle on Christmas. Windy boat today, some pitiful sights some with no legs, arms, broken backs, necks, blind, deaf, too bad they are so young. One in particular had both legs off, did it to save others from harm, rode a runway steamroller down a cliff, it hit a tree and threw him under, but he was such a jolly boy.