March 10, '44 in the middle of the Channel for three days

I am the only officer aboard from my outfit--the boys are at a high
pitch and primed for action.  I am not the big chap that you may have
imagined... right now I feel very small and unfit, unequal to the task
that is awaiting for me just beyond the horizon and I am guilty of
hiding a great loneliness and not a little fear behind a demeanor of
official bravado and I confess feeling very smug in your love.
Shouldn't I feel more proud of attaining you that if I were the big,
brave, invincible knight of your dreams?