Thursday, Aug 31, 1944
We’re snug in our new motel home. It has housekeeping facilities and is pretty comfortable. The problem is we don’t know how long we’ll be here. Daddy took the room for a week. Tomorrow he’ll report in and try to find something out from the Adjutant. Here’s Mommy’s report on the whole trip: “The trip itself was as nice as we have ever had. Since we had lots of time and were in no hurry, even the exploded tire didn’t bother us. We enjoyed meeting the people. We saw miles and miles of cornfields, plowed up wheat fields, rye, oats, and barley fields, and a few oil wells. Except for one rainstorm, the weather was perfect and the roads were excellent.” And I’m making new friends!