Tuesday, July 21, 1942


Dear Diary,

How time does crawl when you’re waiting for something! There are still eight more Tuesday nights to struggle through before Bob Hope comes back on the air. I didn’t hear “A Date With Judy” tonight, because Mother, Daddy, and I went to Caddo Lake late this afternoon to see Uncle Howard’s daughter. She runs a tourist camp on the lake, and severs the best fish dinners I eve put in my mouth. I ate three fish, plus all the tomatoes, potatoes, tea, cornbread, and all the other good things that went with it.


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