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I told him I hadn't because I couldn't get Henry to set a date for our talk. Whitey advised me to drop in on him some evening - take the bull by the horns and I guess I'll have to do that from the looks of things.

We attended a "community supper" at the Scarboroughs this evening and it was a very pleasant affair which I enjoyed until I got so tired later in the evening I was no good for anything. I resolved to avoid any more of these super-binges if I possibly can. This has been one of the toughest weeks I ever put in and I know it isn't good for me - for my health or my morale. My sore throat returned gradually today and tonight I had a lulu again. In such shape, your system is wide open for anything and you simply can't afford to take such chances. Moreover you feel depressed, lack self-confidence, fear the future, hate yourself. What a way to live. This week was a splendid example of how not to. I think it left its impression on me to the extent I shall avoid any such affairs for sometime to come. I don't mind a few friendly drinks in a decent high grade atmosphere but last night hit an all time low for me in a way even though there were no women mixed up in it as far as I was concerned. 

Erie, Pa.,
Saturday, Nov. 11, 1939.
Slept late and began a weekend campaign to get back in shape again. Stayed at home all day except to get a haircut and retired at 9:30.