(interrupted at this point & enticed to the movies--very good spy-melodrama, "Above Suspicion,"--continued 0630 next morning.)
After my vigil ended, I clambered back into bed and slept from 0415 to 0530--and up again. C'est la vie. Luckily my watch was only two hours.
In the morning Lt. Hall told me to come with him--and for the first time I rode in the station wagon shuttle to the Main Administration Building. It was a sum^mary court-martial--and a chance for me to act as a reporter. Actually, the shorthand part was very brief, a matter of a few minutes. However, there I was in the Conference Room before a Commander and several Lieutenants--and I was duly sworn in. Later, Lt. Hall expressed himself as satisfied with the work I did--simple & brief as it was--his constant complaint is that ^many of^ the yeoman [sic] around the Administration Bldg. can't do reporting. I typed the record and duly recorded myself as the reporter. It looks like a beginning--and I hope it turns out that way.