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Colonial Hagen of 7th Fighter Command visited the trailer this afternoon. He had with him an American war correspondent, a rather elderly, plump little man whose name I did not catch. As usual I was asked to explain the set. And,as usual, the gentleman was extremely interested in the workings and a little in awe of it. He promised to return later this [[strikethrough]] xxxxxx [[/strikethrough]] evening to watch the P-61 runs. However it doesn't look like there will be any. Weather informs us to expect a typhoon about midnight with winds up to 75 miles an hour. All the planes except the P-51's left for Guam to get away from the storm. The little fighters were faced into the expected direction of the storm and lashed to the ground. 

We did everything we could to tie our tent down but we'll be damn lucky if it doesn't take off tonight. 

Interesting sidelight: The Super Dumbos, of which there have been several lately arriving at Iwo are called Tom Cats and instead of saying"Roger" to acknowledge a message, the pilot of a Tom Cat will Meeoow into the microphone. 


21 June 1945

Only a small part of the strom hit us last night. It wheeled around somewhere over the Pacific charged in and smashed us full tilt for about six hours. That was this afternoon. Several times this afternoon only quick work with bracing saved our tent. It danced and teetered - I don't know what held it down. The bar-