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time. A snow and near-blizzard didn't stop us from making a atrip to Boston the next day in the old white-wire wheeled-Jeffery that I delighted to drive. We went in to Cambridge where I stopped at [[Tech??]] long enough to meet ^[[Ralph]] Sawyer (he was in the procession of naval aviators and it was by a great chance that I picked him out and shook hands with him). ^[[Julian]] Avery was in my old [[electrochemsty?]] laboratory a number of my former mates greeted me in the spacious corridors and what professors I didn't see I left messages for.

[[Prexy?]] was not in town and I nearly missed Dean Burton. I located the latter, however, up in the unfinished