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At 1:00 A.M. the phone rang and it was Bill
Boyd phoning from Richmond. I was too sleepy to
listen coherently but the general jist of the conversation
was that he’s got a furlough now and was on his
way home to Wilkes-Barre. I get home the 16th
and he doesn’t have to be back in Bragg till the 18th
so I’ll see him a little bit in New York. This is
going to be a lulu of a vacation, no?
Dec. 9, 1942
After Sociology, I dashed to the station
to see Cary and her mother off. Tonight we went
to chapel and then to the intramural Song contest
KΔ came in fifth – Tri-Delt worn. It was a ghastly,
wearing, voice – straining affair but fun of a sort.
Dec. 10, 1942
I had the best time this afternoon!
Pat Lavery lives in a Restoration house in Williamsburg
and I went to her house for the afternoon. Her
Mother is super and her brother and sister are
awfully nice. We made hot chocolate and had a
comfy day – so much fun. They expected me to stay for
dinner for even my place was set at the table, but I
had to go to a Foreign Travel Club meeting and so