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how good they are, served in the candle light in the "grotta" with Italian music drifting through the shadows. Who cares what Mussolini does when Lorenzo, a good American I'm sure, serves such meals!

After Lorenzo's, we took a walk to try to shake down the dinner. It was 10 PM, too late for the movies. So we hit upon the old fashioned expedient of a burlesque show. It was pretty good for a burly too - and very full of nakedness. We were back at the hotel at 11:15 and to bed.

Buffalo, N.Y.
Tuesday, Oct. 15, 1940.
The phone rang at 6:15 AM and we struggled up in the dark and were out waiting for the Tonawanda bus at 7.30. It was cold and windy. We alighted at the busy corner in Tonawanda and after inquiry of the Barge Canal Bridge tender started walking in the direction of the railroad station. The streets were wet and I had no rubbers and I discovered also that my shoes were worn on the soles and my feet began to feel cold and damp. Then it started raining, so we ducked into a gas station and ordered a taxi. From then on we drove to the Tonawanda depot, were shunted from there to a coal yard district but no locomotive! Finally we drove over to the North Tonawanda depot where we were directed to the yard office - missed that (it was right in the depot building!) and walked in the rain to the freight house where we were directed back to the yard office and at last we found the locomotive parked in a lumber yard within plain sight of the depot. The yard master, Mr. Varley, a tall, spectacled, long faced gentleman in a long checkered raincoat, was pleasant and told us to go down and get aboard. On the engine we found Bill Devins and the drew - Stiegman, the engineer