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Erie, Pa.
Saturday, Nov 14, '42.

[[checkmark]] Woke up to find snow on everything. Willie met me and "the man" and Babbie and Mother were there too and it was good to see them.  I didn't get to the office because 1PM was the deadline to get the gasoline ration book and I had to get it.  It involved going to Ray's and getting the tire serial numbers (all on the inside) and then going over to Harding School. 

Rog has a trumpet and is going to take lessons at school.  Bab must start planning what she is going to take at college so we must start thinking about where she's going.  I would like to send her to a top notch girl's school but Willie thinks we can't afford it and maybe she's right.  If only one of them can go to a top notcher, it should be Rog, of course.

[[X]] In the afternoon, I shopped, put on storm doors and had a busy domestic time which I certainly do enjoy.  This evening we went to the Playhouse with Hauses and Churches, played ping-pong and ate at Churches afterward just like old times.  I hope Jan. 1st I can come back into the fold and some normal living again.  I'm pretty well fed up with Washington.

En route to Washington,
Sunday, Nov. 15, 1942.

I couldn't get the thought of H.K. Porter completely off my mind today and every so often I'd find myself very angrily reviewing to myself some of the events that led up to my feeling this way.  I even conjured up a picture of myself being obliged to get off WPB in disgrace over this affair, unjust as it is.  I was in one of those snowball moods where the more I thought about it the more serious it seemed.  This afternoon I had a session with Whitey and Henry at the latters apartment to

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