July 13, 1933

Thurs. – Clear – Started moving my bedroom to third floor today.  Went to hospital with Mom Mom this afternoon to see George.  He was swell.  There’s the nicest looking young Italian fellow in the bed next to George.  He’s awfully polite & he grinned at me real cute a couple times.  Paul called up tonight.  Gee!  I won’t be seeing him till Sunday and maybe not till Monday!  (Gosh!  That’s a long time to miss a person)

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