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Wed. Mar. 15- '39 Yesterday's magnificent sky over the west mountains still remains with me. It was hard blue-grey, luminous and cold, from Kapalia mt. to Anahola mt. I saw it from the railroad track at the bridge. My life seems like a walk from one place of beauty to another. It is not a passing of days - it is a coming and passing of sudden wonders on a strange unknown place. Fri. - letters from Alice, Luquiens.