Thursday, September 17, 1942
The spring in my phonograph was broken today by some jerks. We tore the thing apart (Howie and I) and tried to repair it but it couldn’t be done. So off we drove to Kesh in the “Peep” and took the machine to a phonograph repair man. He said it could be repaired for about $2. He loaned me a phonograph until mine was fixed.
Received three letters today. One each from Jane, Mother and Cookie. Jane’s letter told all about Kay Eddy’s wedding. It was a swell letter and I just finished answering it. She told me about some tactless woman who in sympathising with her because I was in Ireland said, “Don’t worry, Jimmy will be back.” Jane was just tight enough to start crying. Poor kid. Some people are awful.
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