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sink, Whitey, who is so beautifully milk—white with the few yellow spots on her, Tiger of the wild eyes, who is so timid, and last but not least, Peter, the new addition, a gray tiger kitten, the cutest thing you ever saw, whom Lenore calls "Wuffenpuff."......The Sterretts have invited me up there for New YearsEve, sort of a house—warming, I guess. The Duttons will be there and others, I believe. January 2nd, Lenore leaves for Warren.......Yes, I am getting fatter although still recognizable...... Spent the entire morning dictating the Southern Pacific instruction book to the stenographer.


[[underscore]]To Willie, December 11, 1926[[/underscore]]: Am working on a lightship now and we are also beginning to plan equipment for a Standard Oil of California tanker, the biggest electrically propelled vessel yet built. Westinghouse and GE are competing for it now. 

Erie, Pa.,
Saturday December 11, 1926. 

This evening I took Ferella up to the Sterretts and we all had a delightful time. He was wonderfully interesting and Lenore was lovely. She played for us and how he appreciated it -- the music, the charming girl, the "different" amosphere and time he had. And how we enjoyed him and the different atmosphere He gave to the evening, a man well—rounded, interested in all things, equipped to fully live, just as I am also equipped. But I don't utilize my equipment well enough, the difference between us. He leaves for Schenectady tomorrow and possibly I shall never see him again -- probably never shall -- and so goes life! But each of these charming people have contributed something to me and I trust I a little something to them —- why live at all if we cannot?

Erie, Pa., 
Tuesday, December 14, 1926.

This evening I was reading some of my diary written during the very first days of this year and I was really inspired by what I read. In my thoughts then was a splendid spirit that too often I lose sight of -- a glowing appreciation of life, a faith, a hope, an insight into life that is glorious indeed. With a spirit like that in possession of one all the time, failure would be utterly impossible, success inevitable.

[[underscore]]To Mother, December 16, 1926[[/underscore]]:  Mr. Dunham said I did a very good job on the Southern Pacfic ferrys instruction book and had very few changes to make. I'm handling the lightship proposition now besides assisting Mr. Dunham on the three big jobs; in fact, I have a hand in almost all the jobs in one way or another and help him in various ways. He is an exceptionally pleasant man and a wonderful man to work for. I like him.