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Oct 7th, Saturday-Journal Entry -Chateau of the Ardennes


Oct 7th
Didn't go out.
Made stove out of oil can.
Visited Hope, Mack and Henderson in their "Chateau of the Ardennes" drank cocoa.
K ration meat on cracker and talked over school days
Violent artillery during night.
Echos slapping hard against tent.



Cliff Hope from his book: We worked for two days to refine and improve our hut home. Mac and Henderson made a small stove out of a cocoa can. It was all right except that it required constant feeding. After I drew a sketch of the hut, we christened the place "Chateau of the Ardennes." The nearby sump hole was labeled :mass grave." We managed to heat water for tepid if not hot, cocoa and warmed k-ration meat which we ate on crackers. With water heated on our stove, I took my first bath in the cabin-chateau. A line from my diary documented that "my bottom half was inside but the top half was outside." Our humble hut became an evening gathering place.


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