Fine, cold.
Quiet, uneventful.
Hopelessness creeping in, thinking of how old M & I are getting with no hopes of meeting again for sometime to come. Marrying seems to have been a mistake.
With Steve pm.
Black-out.
Sat in Brown’s room till 9.30pm. ((There were several men named Brown in camp, so I'm not sure which one Jones means. Maybe Donny Brown, a Policeman?))
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