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millions.  I began to wonder if the folks at home would worry about me, so I phoned Erie and talked to them all. They had not been worrying yet, as the news of the storm's severity had not yet reached them.  But they would have soon and I was glad I'd called.

When it became evident, the 8:55 wouldn't leave until near midnight if at all, and no telling when it might reach New Haven, we went up to the Commodore and got the few remaining rooms they had and called it a day: and what a day!

En route to Erie on #21
Thursday PM, Sept. 22, '38
Bob and I went to New Haven this morning and checked everyone out of the Taft and then returned to New York.  New Haven was one of the hardest hit yesterday and trees were down and much water standing around in the low spots.  The two days rainfall was 10.15 inches, the most in 64 years!  The skies were blue today and at last the siege seems to be over. But the New Haven is crippled, with no service east of New Haven or south of Hartford.  Boston is isolated with all railroads and highways blocked.  Long Island is a shambles.

Back in New York, we went to the office where I stayed with Jim Smith while Bob went to Van Nest to look at 0364.  Jay Walker was in, just recuperating from intestinal flu, while Ruth is sick in bed too.  Jim and I went to the Columbia Club for dinner with Jay, and had a good visit.  The conversation evolved about the following main points:

(1) Ruth's illness. Jay revealed very confidentially that "after all these years, we have something coming at last." She had a secret operation a couple of years ago to help.

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