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September 2
So lazy! I drooped in bed
reading and dreaming till it was
well nigh noon and my guilty
conscience forced me into a more
active life. Once I was up I
drooped some more and got out
my "old faithful letters" to pore over
again. They’re all so “cute” and
ego-bolstering. Reading them over I
can ignore the intervals between,
and toss off the carburetor ones
as unimportant. Such nice boys!
Dad came out, still feeling
rotton – and contemplating the
date of his operation.
Pat called – gave me a message
from Bell that he’s rooting for me
to go to Hamilton the 11th. Gee, I’d love
it, but Mother and Dad are very
uncooperative. I spose they’re right.
We invaded Italy’s mainland!!