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October 25, 2006

Jim: Before The Storm

Hundreds of official documents were dropped into In boxes, retrieved, stamped, and then sent on by a handful of industrious non-commissioned officers.

Clarence sat on a wooden chair, fidgeting. “Excuse me,” he flagged a passing sergeant. “I’ve been here for three hours and…”

“The Admiral isn’t here yet, sir,” the sergeant said. “After all, it is Sunday.”

“But this is important.” Clarence held up an envelope. “I just finished decoding it.”

“You could leave it with me. I’ll make sure he gets it first thing.”

Clarence sighed. “When will that be?”

“Right after his inspection of the Arizona, I think.”

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