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Am collaborating with Felix Konn on a paper for the AIEE Winter Convention in New York, on the New Haven locomotives. Ordinarily I should enjoy it, but I am so busy, I can't devote the time I should to it and hence feel my part is only a half baked job - very unsatisfactory. I hand it to Felix - he does any job well, including this one. His command of English is excellent for anyone, and particularly so for a person whose native tongue is French.

Had a letter from Ed Kelly today starting out by saying he was "hurt" the way I failed to look him up again before I left New York. Old Ed is certainly one of the most sensitive people I have ever known. He warmed up later in the letter, which was however pretty much of a lament as usual. "Gloomy" Ed, the perfect inspector - all is wrong, nothing right. If I took Ed too seriously, I'd be low all the time - as it is, he gets me low enough, especially his letters. I answered this one pronto and tried to cheer him up.

Erie, Pa.
Wednesday, Oct. 12, 1938.
Cleaned up a lot of odd jobs today in preparation for diving into the small diesel campaign, two 23 ton, 150 HP having just been sold and high hopes for more of them. I want to know the line from A to Z before I undertake this southern trip the first of the month. This evening I was forced to mention its possibility at home and Mother instantly made a lot of it and said she wished she could die - that was about the time she thought she should leave Erie and what would she do. I told her I thought she should plan to stay here until after New Year's anyway, and she acted as if I had suggested 

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