Sunday morning I had breakfast with C2 at Glo's in Seattle. We talked about money he felt me out about how much I had. He's been playing the stock market. A few weeks ago he was up tens of thousands of dollars. Now he's lost it all.
I didn't do much Sunday afternoon. Sunday evening I had a date with Allan. It went ok. Allan is an attractive, fairly interesting man. He's an muscian, opera singer and music teacher. Right now he doesn't have a full time job. He said he's got enough money to last till February.
He lives in a small studio aparment with a room mate. My bedroom is larger than their whole aparment. I didn't tell him that.
An Posting from the Past, Dec. 1, 1939
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I have, in the past, written of my Father and the year he was born; that
year was 1903. (As a note: he married very late in life).
My dear sister has be...
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