Dart’s first letter of the day is written from Omaha Station, aboard a handsome Pullman car. All 25 men from his unit are in the car, as well as two petty officers. “The Navy’s doing pretty well by us, too. Only one man to a berth and no space left over.”

He writes that there are guards posted at either end of the car and the men are not supposed to talk to anyone on the outside. I guess it’s some kind of secret that the Navy is sending 25 guys to fire control school on Treasure Island. Dart’s biggest concern is finding someone who can mail this letter.

Later that Day, Dart writes that they are passing the 500th milepost since he last wrote. They are approaching Cheyenne, Wyoming and the sun is approaching the western horizon.

He takes a couple of paragraphs to describe the sights from his window: rugged, grayish shadows against the yellow and blue sky are the first glimpse they’ve had of the Rockies, which they’ll cross as they sleep. They are traveling through a wide, flat valley, populated by horses and cows. Occasionally he sees the glint of sunlight bouncing off a farm house window in the distance.

That’s all for today.

Dot’s letter begins with the report that her “second best beau’s wife” just called her to babysit on Tuesday. Of course she means the Pecsoks. They are sorry they didn’t meet Dart on his quick trip to Greenwich. They would have liked to meet a fellow Clevelander.

Dot is thrilled with the quality of the enlargement she had made of Dart’s snapshot. She proclaims him the best looking “gob” she’s ever seen, and then decides to remove the limitation of “gob.” Best looking man ever!

The sale at work is over, and Dot’s only regret is that with all the running around she did, she didn’t lose a single ounce. She pronounces herself “something short of a ten ton truck.” She says there’s nothing wrong with being healthy, but she thinks she’s overdoing it!

She reports that her mother is feeling well enough to take a trip to Lake Sunapee with Doug nest week. It looks like she won’t have her tonsils out just yet, after all.

Dot plans to spend her half day off at the beach, working on a little tan. She knows she won’t have as much fun as she did on her last beach trip, when Dart was there.