Tuesday, July 21, 1942

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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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