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JANUARY 16
1945. Another day devoted to the boredom
of Corporation Finance, but I
finally managed to catch up on
it all and feel as though I've
accomplished something at last.
I took time out to go to a Senior
class meeting, but otherwise stayed
quite close of the pink and
blue room. So soon yet the hibernation
begins!
A sweet letter from Bill, written
Saturday enclosed a letter from his
Dad written August 11, 1942 after
Bill's first furlough in answer
to an apparently favorable talk
about me --- agreed to come to N.Y.
to meet me. It was really beautifully
written. I wish I could have
gotten to know him better
before he died.