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to be out that way under the sky, along the beaches, over the low sandy spots, nothing on but shorts, the sun beating down, the wind cooling my body, the long white combers making a glory of the blue lake, the far coastline stretching away in a pale haze, white sails bending in the breeze, the feel of the cool water as I waded through the shallows, the soft sand underfoot, the blue sky overhead.

Seeing a man like Lawrence Tibbett last night, a success at the top of his profession, poised, a gentleman, considerate, kindly, ingraciating, makes me more than ever want to make good, to make the most of all I have. If I do, I can rise also to the top. I felt much as I did when I saw Phil Reed in Schenectady two months ago. The time of my greatest opportunity is here and I must make the most of it.

Erie, Ap.
Monday, Aug.28,'39.
This is dear Babbie's eleventh birthday and she was thrilled with it all including her party. She is coming along beautifully, physically and mentally, and I have great hopes for her. She is still rather careless and untidy at times but she'll get over those things. She's smart as a whip and getting pretty as a picture again. As a little girl she was chubby and precious - then she went through a period of being rather thin and plain - but now she is filling out and developing beautifully again. She is a great youngster - we are lucky to have her.

Britain and France have turned down Hitler's terms flat and war or peace should be indicated in a day or so now. I am betting on a back down