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[underlined/] Waco [underlined]
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enough, to their wild laughter, & to realize that [underlined/] I [underlined] was the one who said them "funny". I enjoyed it all, for I had grown up with boys, and Mom Weaver, said she was glad to see my color improve. The new brothers took me ice-skating, dancing, the youngest, eleven, showed me his "stunts", tried on most of my trousseau clothes, and then Mom and I were on our way to Waco, Texas. 

It was a long and interesting trip. For the first time, I felt [underlined/] deeply [underlined] patriotic, as we whizzed throught [through] that vast country. Cities were so far apart, no wonder middle western people found flying a good idea. A burly German spy, was taken thru our Pullman, handcuffed to a detective. The conductor's apprentice stole my money, from my purse, which we recovered. I enjoyed Mom and her poise, her beauty, her savoir-faire, and I thought Texas would never be reached. Mom was like Pop, she made everything an adventure. I learned to eat different foods, Chop Suey in Chgo. fruits from California in Kansas City, and Spanish food in Fort Worth., and NOT to eat mixtures like chicken a la king on a two day train trip! Phil, the brother between George's and my age, had gone ahead. I saw so many aeroplanes following the train. I knew George had gotten the whole air force to greet us, just to make up for not getting to Chicago. One ship detached and flew right alongside the train, but the helmet and goggles made it impossible to see if it was George. I was sure though it was he, and when I tried toconvince Mom, she called me "lambie" and cried. The miles between Fort Worth our overnite [overnight] stay to change Trains and Waco, were never ending, until finally, we were stepping off the train at Waco. I was ready to leap in George's arms..... couldn't see [underlined/] anyone [underlined], then promising Mom I wouldn't cry, we went to a restaurant to refresh ourselves, when Phil rushed in. [underlined/] George couldn't get in until possibly evening, for they were training cadets intensively. [underlined] I couldn't help it, I just broke down and wept. We checked into the hotel. I peeled off my clothes, put on my trousseau Japanese kimono, that seemed to consist of revealing slits, emphasized the red in my chestnut color hair, and made my green eyes seem blue. I turned the water