The funeral has kept Dart too occupied to write, but Dot doesn’t let us down.

She writes that she just received a phone call from a gentleman friend who is married and has children, but that didn’t keep him from getting in touch with Dot. He is in fact Mr. Hungerford, the man in charge of the applications for summer camp.

Apparently, the camp sends two applications to 40 colleges nationwide. Each college then selects one female and one male physical education major to submit the applications, and the colleges chooses one of them to move forward in the process. Earlier, Mr. Hungerford held out little hope that Dot’s application would be selected, but today and august body of university honchos chose her application over the boy’s! She has passed the required physical and now her fate is in the hands of the summer camp gods. She is honored and excited.

It must have been fate that took Homer out of town for the big group date. As it happens, Janie has been seeing another guy for a few dates and was beginning to feel a little uneasy about going out with someone else. She doesn’t want Homer to think she’s not interested in meeting him, but a date in the near future looks unlikely.

Dot is grateful that Aunt Flora is at peace, but she feels terribly sad for Uncle Art. “I have never experienced, and I hope I never have to experience the loneliness he must be feeling now. I sent a card to him, but that hardly seems sufficient.”

Jubilantly, she announced a rare event that had occurred today; for the third time in her life, she received a letter from her father. He congratulated her on maybe going to summer camp. She also quoted from the letter to assure Dart that her parents would never blame him for anything Dot might or might not do regarding school. Her father wrote, “It is my feeling that the question of returning to college no (sic) be decided. As you know Mother and I believe that you young people should make your own decisions without much advice from us. We shall be pleased if you continue next year. On the other hand, we shall be behind you, whatever you, or you and Dart decide is wise.”

Furthermore, regarding the trip to Ohio in June, he wrote that Dot should not give up hope. In Arthur’s words, “It is a matter of the wisdom of leaving the shop – not the expense. Expenses mean nothing to me – I have so many.” Well, we see where Dot learned her witty turn of a phrase.