See this post for more information about my Grandmother’s diary.
July 19, 1943 – Monday
“Harley brought me home and cooked me a big steak. I was drooling at the mouth before it was done and did I eat! First meal since I left for hospital as no one could live on the meals they serve. No meat, no coffee. I drank coffee too. Harley woke me up at 1:30 when he came home to tell me he got a new rating. 2nd class fitter. Sure was tickled.“