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front line. ticklish work, ground sheet blown to blazes, about 11 PM he sent a lot of Tear shells and gas shells gee they were crook, we were all crying like blazes when we had to beat it down the road to the dump for bombs and rations.
Fritz was going some at the time too, running down a road at midnight with a box of bombs in each hand , and , Fritz

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