Wednesday, March 31, 1943

Dear Diary,

Bob was on the Mayor of the Town program tonight. The play was a characteristic Hope murder mystery, with all the trimmings, including, of course, the body with a knife in it. On discovering the body, Bob screamed, and the mayor said, “Bob, are you sure he’s dead?” Bob replied, “He’s either dead or that’s the worst case of 4F I’ve ever seen.” Later a girl entered the picture. It was dark, so Bob struck a match. When she could see him, the girl said, “Oh, you look just like the stooge in those Bing Crosby pictures. I think he’s smooth. Is he really married?” Bob said, “Is he married? Those aren’t gremlins running around his house.”