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on #6 and after a final drink in the City Club, I took Ken Wolf home and went home to bed my self.

Erie, Pa.
Thursday. May 23, '40.
Another wild day of preparation for next Monday and Tuesday, 75 mm howiter (quantity now up to 326) cost and price study with Ernie Shank, trying to help Oscar Gilcrest and Albert Dean occupied, etc, etc. "Whitey" got back and heard I went to the dinner at the Lawrence for Dean given by Pace and Callahan of the Griswold Club, preceded by a lively discussion over scotch & soda as to the world situation, which looks worse and worse, with the Nazis clean through Belgium and Northern France to the Channel now and threatening an imminent blitzkrieg on Great Britain's heart at any moment.  The stock market has nosedived Rosevelt wants 50,000 planes, the whole country is in an uproar over preparedness; even a 3rd term for Roosevelt now looks inevitable for national unity, and such people as Dorothy Thompson are recommending the [[underlined]]Republicans[[/underlined]] nominate him too!  The Austrian house painter has at last really upset the world.  But somehow I have a feeling, an intuition, that the Germans are not going to win.  Any country so utterly unscrupulous, ignoring all the laws of international honor, decency and humanity, can possibly deserve the fruits of victory, and I feel they won't.  I hope to God I'm right.  At the moment there is very little to indicate it.

We all went over to the Griswold Club meeting