Tuesday, May 11, 1943

Dear Diary,

Bob was at the air corp pre-flight school at Montgomery, Alabama, tonight. He was forced to swallow his own words about Skinnay Ennis, because after next weeks show Skinnay goes into the armed forces. Bob brushed it off by saying, “They’re really down to loose ends now.” Bob was in the restaurant business tonight. He said something about the mushrooms looking like toadstools, but for some reason it came out as “toadstools.” Bob laughed and yelled, “It’s the lights I tell you!” Vera Vague asked Bob tonight if he remembered when he was a boy and slipped into watermelon patches and put one under his shirt. He said he remembered, and Vera said, “Well take it out; it slipped.”

Today is the first anniversary of the third time I saw Bob in person.