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again and so after a great many
arrangements, we ended up by
having dinner on the terrace at
Ligo's in New Garden and dancing
until midnight. Bill Boyd came
back and stayed for an hour
and a half. He broke down and
cried, telling me about his Dad's
critical heart condition and all
the other troubles he has. I felt
so doggone sorry for him and hope
I made him feel somewhat better.
July 19, 1942
It was terrifically hot
and Mother, Dad and I just stayed
around most of the day. Bill Boyd
came up around four and talked
and talked. We called up his
Mother in Wilkes-Barre and spoke
to her for a while. I was supposed
to go into New York with him this
evening but we decided we couldn't
take it. It was pretty dismal