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Looking at her made us forget our disappointments of the day.

It was hazy over Massachusetts so it was hard to see much except what was almost directly under us.  But near Schenectady we began seeing high fleecy cumulus clouds ahead and soon we were drawing down among their lovely valleys, winding in and out among them, piled high on every side and like another world far removed from this very unhappy one we now reside in. The setting sun threw golden pink light among them bringing out the shapes and shadows in a breathtaking display of beauty and grandeur that surpassed most things I had ever seen before. One felt free at last, disassociated somehow from mortal things up there in the cloudy valleys, the earth out of sight and far away with its troubles. The captain's scrupulously avoided going through any of them (because they are caused by updrafts and downdrafts and "are rough company to keep" according to a note on the Flight Memo), steering in and out and around them like a car driving along through mountain vallies. It was an experience I shall not forget.

From this we sailed on into a storm with lightning, dark and forbidding and then appropriately we saw the earth again. Then the long decent from 8000 ft. as we approached Buffalo. My ears ached terribly- I couldn't adjust them on account of my cold - and that spoiled the latter part of the flight for me but John enjoyed it. I was sure I saw "Tolly" Archibold on our plane as we got off at Buffalo. Was sorry later I didn't speak to him. A fast ride to Erie in a nearly empty plane, the nice