James A. Harris to Family, Letter, September 10, 1945.
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3. were Japs captured when a party was sent out after them. Several times they have slipped down into the Naval Base & stolen food & ammunitions & the guards never could catch them at it. One night we were at a U.S.O. show at the out-door auditorium & a girl was singing on the stage when all of a sudden tracer bullets started flying in from a bunch of trees on a little hill right in back of us. The girl wasn't hit, but one of the musicians was killed. 3 truckloads of Marines took off for the place the shots came from but they couldn't find a thing but some empty shells. We had one bombing raid, but not much damage was done.
I had to clean up the barracks everyday & work on a slag truck in my "spare time." One morning they told me & 3 other guys that we would be transfered to another barracks the next day & would relieve 4 other guys who were on K.P. You can imagine how I felt about that. As luck will have it, that afternoon I just happened to be in the Battalion office when a Lieutenant came in and said he needed a radioman to fill a vacancy on a minesweeper that was headed for the combat zone. Before he got the words out of his mouth I was standing in front of him with a grin a mile wide. I didn't care if the ship was headed straight for Tokyo, I just couldn't pass up that opportunity to get out of K.P. again & get back in the Radio shack. They took my name, and at [3:30]