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WACO 18
We excused ourselves and went to Rich Field, Waco, Texas. George took me to the batchelor quarters while he packed his belongings. The other young Instructors gave us a toast. They just couldn't believe it. They told me weird tales of prospective bridegrooms being looked up in the "clink" for bigamy while the bride-to-be- had hysterics. Frantic telegrams were sent to friends to send proof of their monagomy. Little did I suspect that "Buck" had been the ringleader of this [[underline]]refined[[/underline]] form of fun! The toast was to the tune of Raymond Hitchcock's "Groom with his head bowed down in gloom, all alone in his own little room" etc. Also I was going to make such a nice widow, "for what Buck couldn't think to do with an aeroplane couldn't be 'thunk!" Moreover they would be the future committee for the young and helpless to make sure I didn't get caught by another rootin' tootin' son-of-a-gun like Buck. Mom said later she quickly relaxed as I was enjoying it all!

All C.F.I's were moving into town. All hunting together we found an Estate on which they had built two aprtment houses, one with 2 bdrooms one with one bedrm. Negro help for maintenance, one from North other Texan. They despised each other. The main house was for the single [[underlined]] C.F:I's [[/underlined]]. The War was not over with the first load of Yankees, contrary to expectations of Youth. Three of us newlyweds and the Glenn Poyzers (C.F.I.) had one child and before long they too were "expecting." 

A wire came from my brother, a cadet in the Royal Flying Corps, in Toronto, Canada, saying that due to food poisoning and winter they the few survivors were being transferred to Fort Worth, Texas. George had just soloed a class so we had time to drive to Fort Worth. Remembering the nite coming down spent there, it was certainly a cattle town, so different from Waco.