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Happy Mother’s Day – and what a day!
Being hot, we lazily relaxed around
the house and didn't quite get to
church. I wrote home and Bugsie,
changed the bedding on my bed and
dressed for dinner. In the middle of it
Warren (who wasn't supposed to arrive
until late this afternoon) came with Ray,
and thus began the second day of my
truly unusual experience. Since there
isn’t much to do with a date here on
Sunday afternoons we went for a walk
through the woods and then sat and
watched people playing tennis, after
which we went to the movies and saw
“Air Force” again. Then we went up to
the Lodge for champagne cocktails and
a howl of a dinner – amusing (!) episode
about the time and the tip. What a boy!
Mother phoned tonight – and then Harold
from Camp Peary phoned me. He sounds nice
but you can’t tell. He phoned the telephone co.