TranscriptThird day alone – I & my boiled beef.
Hugs called at midday; needed $650 “key” money for his apartment. I wired it to him from the bank. Read James ghost story, “Sir Edmond Orme.” Gwyn called at 3.30. Hilton Head is just fine; both houses on beach, glorious weather. Only trouble is, she sunburned her feet. Took Booker for a short walk down Parkway, hoping exercise will make him eat. Wish I could do the same for Midge, who scarcely moves. |