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December 23, 1950

At Sea - 2,822 miles from N.Y. Latitude 47-26N Longitude 12-37W. Cloudy.

Everything seems to have calmed down now - we're riding into the waves instead of cutting diagonally across them - Everyone is tired but much happier. The fact that land is near helps. Evidentially the ship has busted several seams because they say the sailors are pumping water like slaves - What a ship!

Sometime tomorrow we pick up the pilot boat that takes us up the channel.

People getting off in Bremerhaven got their physical today.

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