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Erie, Pa. Saturday, Dec. 17, '38. A day of odd jobs – all the things that accumulate to do when one is away for 2 1/2 weeks. But it is good to be home and to have things to do instead of wandering alone around a strange town where you see no one but strangers. This evening, we went to see "The Sisters" with Bette Davis, and a great piece of acting in a picture of 1904 to 1908 in San Francisco. Mother said she wanted to see it, so I suggested going and Mrs. Larson could stay with the children. Erie, Pa. Sunday, Dec. 18, 1938. Another day of catching up at home, largely spent on X-mas cards, wrapping presents, etc. This evening came the blow-up with Mother which I felt was sure to come before I left. While I was packing, she came up and lead off into the perpetual discussion of why our friends are "rude" to her. I have heard it over and over again and I can't explain it. Anything I say outside of simply denouncing them, which I don't think is right, simply angers Mother and makes matters worse. If I mention it to Willie, it only accentuates the tension between her and Mother. So all I can do is to muddle through it somehow and end by Mother telling me how I have changed, how she can't understand me or anything else about it. Tonight she made me so nervous