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two or three days a week a little later on after things are straightened out. He wants Whitey to drop in to talk it over when he comes down next time.

[[red dot and check mark]] Some young lieutenant called me this morning and opened the conversation without introduction exactly as follows: "Say, Mr. Craton, I want to get a couple of diesel engines. How about it?" He was in the textile end of the quartermaster corps and I guess had never heard of a locomotive before. It developed he wanted a 25 ton and a 45 ton from GE. for Arlington Mills, a job George Hill sold after arriving in Boston. I tried patiently to give him an education on L-97 over the phone - fear I didn't succeed too well.

[[red dot and check mark]] This evening Col. Lockwood pulled off his yachting party for the Motive Power boys but Charlie insisted we be back at work at 9 PM. So the trip was rather subdued but interesting. Robert, the Colonel's negro, served fried chicken while we lay at anchor down the river. A cold wind forced us into the cabins of the rather spacious boat. Met Campbell Brown, Alco Atlanta representative, friend but I gathered not admirer of Frank Kroner; he tried to tell me a lot about diesel locomotives that was hooey and I soon quieted him down with that to Bob Van Zandt's satisfaction I think. A quick 10¢ limit poker game lost me about a buck before we docked and went back to the office. The Colonel looked rather young to my surprise and was a good host.

[[red dot and check mark]] There wasn't much work for me at the office so I left with Bob Van Zandt about 10:30 and we had a couple of beers at a small place on Pennsylvania Ave. where I learned Bob had been a Navy pilot but was ousted for some reason. This boy intrigues me - he's a queer duck and very interesting and hard to figure out. Before we finished he had me signed up for a picnic next Tuesday night to meet some of his crowd. It may be illuminating.