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morning. So we hopped off about 4 PM and had a ride over the high Berkshires to Greenfield, thence down the Connecticutt valley to Holyoke, getting there about 6 PM. It seemed like old times to ride with Neil and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Personally I like him although I know there are many who don't, and I enjoy going around with him. I don't think he's much of a salesman but he's good company, to me at least.

We put up at the Roger Smith, an excellent hotel, and after a clean up repaired to the bar for some Ballentine's ale in celebration of old times. After two bottles of ale, we both felt the need of a place to eat with some music and excitement so, on a bellhop's advice, we drove to Toto's up toward Northhampton, but it was dreadfully dead although it did have an orchestra. We tried to get DeRose, the agent at Northhampton, on the phone to get him down but couldn't locate him - he was the guy who gave me such a time last year - he and Cal. Neil fixed me up with a dance with the cloak room girl, who looked very much like Barbara Reed and was a good dancer. We bought her a drink and asked if she knew Mr. DeRose. "You mean, Charlie?" she came back, and we decided Mr. De Rose is indeed a Northhampton character.  We quit Toto's about 10 PM and went down to the yardmaster's office where the watchman ascertained for us the locomotive left Greenfield at 10 PM so we went back to the hotel and to bed at 11:30 PM which really was too late considering what time we have to get up tomorrow. But maybe we were lucky to get to bed at 11:30! Have seen worse happen.