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I was really opposed inwardly to getting him but I can see now that a nice little dog like him can certainly add a certain "homey" touch to a household that is very satisfying - I never could understand it before we got him.

Erie, Pa.,
Sunday, Sept. 1, 1940.

Spent most of the day working around the place: cleaned garage and cellar, installed new tail light lens on car, repaired Dusky's wire in back yard, etc. We played four games of croquet which we split two and two, Rog and I vs. Bab & Wil. Got a shock when I read in the paper today a Penn-Central airliner en route from Washington to Pittsburgh crashed yesterday killing all 24 people in it. It was the first fatal airline accident since March 1939 and the first Penn-Central ever had in some 10 or 12 years of operation. But I couldn't fail to ponder that I might well have been on that ship - if I had been in Washington last week and been delayed until Saturday, it is the very flight I might have taken home! The thought was rather unnerving for a few moments. Investigators estimated the ship was going between 300 and 350 MPH in a dive when it struck! There was a storm but no one knows the cause.

I am rather disturbed about Mother this time - there has not been any trouble but she is terribly nervous - much more so than when she was here in the spring. If it keeps up, I fear there may be some upsets although she and Willie get along far better together lately, a very distinct blessing. Roger's tantrums cause more trouble of