Less than nine weeks to go for the wedding and Dart is getting pretty excited. He loved her cute little note that he got today, but he’s not so keen on that soaking she got. He hopes she doesn’t get sick from it.
He went on a buying spree today, buying a pair of real “sharp” pj’s and a belt. He had to take the pj’s back because they were too small, but he got a nice undershirt in exchange. Still looking for pj’s.
A swell new plan for a rapid transit system was announced today. Dart hopes the city council will approve it without delay so that it can be up and running by fall of 1948′
The model railroad club met last night after his Skyline meeting. The organizer of the group, Larry Greasel, has been transferred to Kentucky for his job and Dart’s worried that the spark will go out of this congenial little club.
The Skyline meeting was held at the home of Tom Barensfeld, where the group also had dinner. It was a nice time, except Dart made “some of the most astounding and inexcusable faux-pas’es ever. “I don’t know what possessed me to be so darned stupid!”
They had great fun with Tom’s tape recorder, which can record continuously for 30 minutes and can be easily erased and re-recorded. Tom ran the thing for a while, and then during a lull in the conversation, he played back the recording. Dart thinks he sounds like Burke.
Gee, he’s lonely for Dot. He’s developed the habit of bringing ice cream home from his Friday night meetings, but it’s not so much fun without her to share it with.
After the club meeting, Homer came in to see Dart’s new layout work. While Homer ran the trains, Dart was able to observe his new little engine from all angles and get some more ideas for improving the set-up. Homer is still keen on the idea of being in the wedding, but still isn’t sure he can. The good news is, he already owns a set of tails.
Dart also discussed birth control methods with his pal. Homer was full of information which Dart will relay to Dot at a later date. He’s still nervous at the idea of buying contraception at the drug store; should he go to the one where he’s known, or should he go to a place he’s never been? He sure hopes they won’t have to use anything on the first night, but he’s willing to, if necessary.
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Dot fears that Dart will be as fed up with her short letters as she is, but she can’t seem to figure out how to manage her spare time. When she comes home from her 5 to 10 mile hike each night, she has no energy to exercise her “feeble brain” in the form of a letter. “This outdoor life agrees with me, however. My cheeks are always a rosy red and when I sleep, I SLEEP! You might call mine the kind of job that’s hard on the sole, but good for the soul.”
As she signs off, she tells Dart she loves him and will try to finish the letter tomorrow.
Well, she didn’t get around to it on Sunday, but she set the alarm for early Monday morning in an attempt to add more to the letter. Sadly, she turned off the alarm, fell asleep at her desk, and is now late for work. She’ll try again tonight.