Tuesday, June 8, 1943

Dear Diary,

Bob was at the Seabee training center at Williamsburg, Virginia, tonight. He had another guess orchestra leader named Bob tonight. This time it was Bob Chester, and I liked him better than Bob Allen last week. I think Bob’s trying to start a collection of orchestra leaders named Bob.

Vera Vague’s engagement was announced tonight, but she couldn’t resist the temptation to do a little flirting. She and Bob and Frances rowed out to an island to see her new home. B.J. said, “We can’t go all the way in that boat, Mr. Hope. I’ll carry you piggy-back on one condition.” Bob said, “Well, I kind of hate to get wet. What’s the condition?” Vera replied, “I’ll carry you piggy-back for just one little kiss. ” There was a loud splash, and Bob yelled, “Come on in. The water’s fine.”