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Hendrick Van Loon [[/left margin]]
At Brevoort met [[underlined in red]] Willem van Loon [[/underline in red]] the writer, who recognized me immediately who was taking luncheon with his son and his daughter in law. - [[underlined in red]] van Loon has become bulkier [[/underlined in red]] and heavier than ever. More [[underlined in red]] pessimistic and cynical than ever. Runs down everything and every body except himself [[/underlined in red]]. Has no lesser opinion about himself than in the past. Seems to be in [[underlined in red]] financial difficulties and in search of some paying [[/underlined in red]] occupation, for instance again a [[underlined in red]] professorship in history in some University. [[/underlined in red]] As far as I know he has quarreled and broken off with every publisher ever newspaper, every editor or University with which he came into contact. - When I asked him why he had not 
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stayed in Veere - (Holland) where he wrote me two years ago: "Baekeland, come here and you will never leave this charming place." - Yet now he says he must live here etc. His [[underlined in red]] 3 or 4 marriages and subsequent divorces [[/underlined in red]] undoubtedly have still further complicated his troubles. [[underlined in red]] Here is a man of great talent, [[/underlined in red]] and gifts of the gods, who as many others has managed to spoil his whole life by a sad disposition of messing up everything by his egotism and vanity.
[[underlined]] Dec. 19. [[/underlined]] A man named Freeman came to see me at 11 A.M by appointment after having written and telephoned me repeatedly that he wanted to see me for an important matter relating to Bakelite Corporation Explaining his mission he said he came on behalf of [[underlined in red]] Dillon & Read [[/underlined in red]] to ask me whether we