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Erie, Pa.
Friday, Jan. 5, 1940

Saw Dr. Morgan early and he wasn't at all encouraging - said I was better but a "long long way" from cleared up and I should see my own doctor immediately on getting home. Also dropped the remark that my doctor might want to put me on sulfanilamide (the latest thing developed to combat streptococcus infections). He gave me his "regular" treatment - a red and purple painting process plus a nose flushing - and after putting $10 on the line, I was on my way, very little reassured and anxious to get home soon as possible. In line with this anxiety, I made a reservation on the 1:50 PM plane for Pittsburgh to get me home at 8:55 PM. After making this arrangement, St. L. and I paid a visit to Lt. Col. Quinton and got a few more points cleared up on the tank educational order. That was all the work I did today. St. L and Guy did some this afternoon but I was at the airport at 1:15 PM and the first aboard the big new Douglas 21 passenger DC-3.

We hopped off at 1:50 and at 2:00 PM we turned around and returned to Washington because the radio was out of order. We were off again at 2:25 for a beautiful trip that I could have enjoyed immensely had it not been for my throat. For the most part, the sun was out and we cruised at 10,000 ft. with this wispy blankets of white sunny clouds below us and the snowy pattern of the Maryland countryside below them. But I could hardly enjoy it with my throat knifing me every time I swallowed. We swooped down at Pittsburgh and found it below zero - icy wind, snow. At 4:30 PM, I was at the P.&LE. station, and not