Sept 22, 1940

Sunday, September 22nd, 1940

Didn’t fall asleep till one last night.  Nellie, Caz, Jake and I played tennis and then had a picnic at Mt. Tom.  Jake knew I was peeved but he offered no explanation. He tried all the time to be pleasant but I treated him politely and that’s all.  I know he suffered. Walked me home and wouldn’t let me go to bed. We sat on the back hall steps for an hour and a half but I couldn’t weaken, much as I wanted to.  Finally at good-night he tried to kiss me and I turned my lips away. He said good-bye and sort of slammed the door. I didn’t fall asleep until almost three.

And what was it that got her peeved?

Saturday, September 21st, 1940

Ernie and I went riding at the Waronook Riding School in Westfield this afternoon.  Just as we got started, it started to rain and by the time we returned it was pouring.  We got soaked. I got all dressed up tonight and it is now 10 o’clock and my supposed boyfriend hasn’t shown up.  So I’m undressing, washing, and going to bed. Wonder what tomorrow will bring.

Ah, yes, getting stood up will do that to a person.

There happned to be pictures from this day.  They are gorgeous, especially this first one but you can see in the first two that both Babu and Jake don’t look very happy.

sept 22 1940 mt tomsept 22 1940 mt tom bsept 22 1940 caz nelliesept 22 1940 caz nellie b

 

I don’t see how a person can refuse to weaken under these circumstances:

sept 22 1940

sept 22 1940 b

I guess she gave him the cold shoulder even all the way up there.

And, I don’t know who this baby is, but here you go:

sept 22 1940 babysept 22 1940 baby b

 

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3 Comments Add yours

  1. Ocean Bream says:

    I love your posts, and the story of Babu’s life.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you for letting me know that. Happy holidays!

      Liked by 1 person

  2. I laughed at the random, anonymous, baby!

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