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September 13
Yesterday morning’s muscle weariness was
eased by a lovely mail today. I heard
from Bill Boyd – back from maneuvers and
writing again at last. He's still waiting
for his transfer orders to the Air Corps,
and wrote a long perkish letter while
waiting. Then – Floyd – till in San
Francisco – wrote a wonderfully philosophic
gem expressing his emotions on going
overseas. It was really good!
This afternoon Mother and I
went to the Valencia to see Merle
Oberon and Brian Aherne in First
Comes Courage (the usual spies-and-
commandos-in-Norway stuff) and
Donald O’Connor in Mr. Big – a cute
jitterbug job.
Tonight, Glory, Aud and I went
bowling and had a stupid old time
again. I bowled 78 – an improvement
over last time – but not too good!
I blame it on my muscles.