This is one of Dart’s shortest letter to date, but he manages to squeeze in lots of detail.

The mess continues at Treasure Island. I don’t know what’s afoot – maybe nothing more than a huge influx of new students – but his group lost 400 of their lockers today and they’re getting bitter. Dart still has his locker, and his top bunk, but there are no guarantees any of that will be true tomorrow.

He received a 93 on his recognition test. The thing that jarred the class was seeing the captured Japanese planes that had been painted with American markings. He didn’t say if the enemy had done that, or if they were painted after being captured.

He doubts he’ll be able to write tomorrow, but he promises to think of her while he studies his Mark XIV sight. (Whatever that is…)

True to his word, he did not write on the 22nd, and neither did Dot. I’ll meet you back here on the 23rd.