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fellow; I like him. To me his greatest fault is his apparent conviction that complete frankness is one of the "musts" of life regardless of time, place, person or circumstance. This trait, I believe, has hurt Perk. But when it comes to character, squareness, honesty and the ability to think clearly, Perk is there. He is proud, sensitive, too frank, a trifle intolerant. But to me, he is extremely likeable. 

Erie, July 16, '38
A morning at the bank and marketting and an afternoon on the beach sporting in the warm breakers near the lighthouse; a hot, burning sun but a cool, refreshing breeze and more skin baking. Babbie is making real progress with her swimming. 

This evening the Colonel acted as "nursemaid" while we went to the buffet dinner-dance at the Kahkwa Club with the Harrises and Collinses. I confirmed reports that "Bill" Collins, V.P. of the Boston Store, is a real sport. Fiftyish, short and slightly rotund and bullet headed, with a young pretty wife and a host of friends. He is a real guy. He seemed glad to find someone in the party who was inclined his way, and he and I had quite a time with a bunch of bacardis before the evening ended around 1:30AM.

This was a "headdress" party and most of the men and women wore strange headgear. The first prize for men went to a small backhouse complete with a porcelain commode. The usual crowd of Erie smart and would be smart people were present, doing the Big Apple, shooting crap, imbibing freely. But it was a lot of fun - would have been more so if we had known more people. 

Mrs. Capps and her husband were present. She had occasion to snub Willie in the dining

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