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Boston Mass.                             Sun. June 7th    
                                                  1925

Dear Alfred;
Here I am sitting on a pile of lumber in the shade of another where there is actually a little breeze, waiting for the "Flying Squadron" to fall into the train yards.
May have to wait all day since the Big show is coming from Wilkes Barrie Penn. Over a 400 mile run. Nobody knows. There are a number of fathers + mothers with a child or two straggling around in their clean Sunday clothes, which cannot remain so long in this heat.
They think as I do that this is as good a spot to while away the time as any, since we have had four days of 100° in the shade in N.Y +  Boston + this day bids fair to break the record.
Found Cousins Lottie +  Cecil well. The latter going to Europe for the first time in her life for her vacation this summer. We spent the evening on their roof watching the full moon mount the sky like a golden globe and hearing the "night hawks" as usual.