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September 9
Today started off pretty well. Mother and
I went into New York and bought me my
beauty of a red three-piece suit (The pockets
on the other had been cockeyed!) and a cute
black hat too; so I glowed with it all.
We skirted the big Parade (opening 3rd
War Bond Drive!), had a sandwich at
the Milk Barn and then went to Robert’s
where I had my hair shampooed and set
(first since after the permanent!) We came
home and Nana was here.
Very bad news! Bill had tried to
call me last night but I was out, so
tonight he called again, and the result wasn’t
too cheery. It seems there’s a convention
in Clinton over the weekend and cause I
hadn’t let him know sooner he couldn’t get
a room any ware. God I’m so disappointed.
I’d wanted to go so badly. We talked for
quite awhile and he seemed as disappointed
as I. We haven’t really talked in so long,
and it’d have been wonderful. Oh hell!