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The day for tieing up all the loose
little ends and then sitting back to
realize with far off glance that it
has come. Carolyn Harley spent last night
here and as roommates we talked about
dolls and other unusual things, including
the natural topic of her conversation, George.
This morning was taken up with frequent
jaunts downtown. I took our broken
records back to the record shop and
got 2¢ a piece on them. You have to
give in a broken one for each record
you buy now. After lunch Midge and I
checked our suitcases through on our
tickets and my trunk also. I said “Goodbye”
at the telephone co. and then at Barrett;
came back and moderately cleaned up
the room. Whew! this house is a mess!
Raids on the icebox for lemonade (It’s
unbearably hot) and then Danny came to
spend the night. I’m now a Junior!