Dot’s nice letter came today, but he can’t reference it now because it’s upstairs and he is downstairs. That’s a little clue for Dot that he got out of bed today. He even made it to school.

For some reason, he feels compelled to list the names of three guys he knows who have just become fathers. I get the sense that Dart feels like he’s being left behind as the leading edge of the Baby Boom is all around him and he can only wait.

He heard from Hal Martin today, saying that he was unable to be in their wedding because of a scheduling conflict. Dart will write to him and let him know of the date change and try to persuade him to change his mind. Meanwhile, in response to Hal’s comment that he may stop by at Sunapee during their honeymoon, Dart retorts that if he stops by during the first three or four days, “Ve vill keel heem.”

The last page tells a comical story. “No sooner do I get out of bed from a cold then I go and get myself a nasty fall on the ice. I ran for a bus tonight, slipped, fell, and skittered along like a sea-lion on a skating rink. The back of my lap is one huge, swollen bruise, and various other points of contact got filled with chips of dirty ice, which melted, leaving the dirt under the skin. Ain’t I awful?”

“I have to go to bed now, Dot. Are you ready? Yes? Well, come on then!”