February 5, 1950
I am sitting at the long table at the south end of the living room, exchanging glances with a cute female skeleton, hanging from a beam--her main purpose in existence being to help Liny to remember anatomical details long enough to pass his examination tomorrow. I haven't called anyone, but have just rested today. Liny met me at the Newtonville station yesterday. Anita seems just the same; the baby is bigger, but doesn't yet crawl.
A great collection of Guggenheim digests was awaiting me here, and I spent the afternoon and evening reading them, going to bed at 10:30. Anita made tea for us and then a vegetarian dinner (stuffed peppers). Today I have read a couple of books, and the Sunday paper. At 9:30 tonight I board the Boston + Maine (outbound), arriving at Fredericton tomorrow at noon.
The weather has been fine so far. It was clear most of the way to Indianapolis. I slept for perhaps three hours before reaching Kansas City, and then for another two hours on the next flight. It was clear and bright all day at Indianapolis, and warmer than before, although still below freezing. I had breakfast at the Claypool, + then went to the laboratory (at about 9) and talked to Kleideren until 9:30, when he went to a meeting, and to other people till 4:30. Then, when I went to say goodbye to Edw. [?] K., he (coming then out of a meeting) excused himself for having been unavailable at luncheon and all afternoon-he and Mr Lilly, he said , were still in their conference with Hutchins and Hogners , who were trying to squeeze $50,000 a year out of them. I didn't see H +H.
My train trip was not unpleasant. I ate only breakfast in the diner-I have trouble with other meals. We came through Springfield just after I had finished breakfast, and then through Worcester and Framingham.
Tonight another little boy, about 10% younger than Linus F., is coming to be kept for three weeks by Anita and Liny. Their mother is going on a vacation to Florida (with the next other child, age 2), while the father continues in med. school.
I forgot my gloves, and so yesterday, I bought a pair in Wellesley, like the gray pair that you bought me.
Before leaving home I found on my desk four short fictional pieces, by Leo Szilard that he had sent me some months ago. They are very interesting imaginative sketches dealing with our atomic feature future. Leo is a clever fellow.
I was glad to see a statement in today's paper, by Charlie Lauritsen + 11 others, that the government should pledge that the hydrogen bomb will never be used unless Russia drops one on the U.S.
Liny continues to buy books. He was taking home, when he picked me up, for [sic] folio volumes of stone cuts of homes of old England, and today
he has been examining them carefully.
He has his speaker record player [written above the word speaker] in a little metal dish, made by the company for this purpose. When I get home I'll order one, and then it can just sit on the window seat--perhaps we should get a plastic cover for it. In fact, the present stand is all right. I'll take it out when I come home.
Liny and Anita and Liny F. send their love to you. They were sorry to hear about your wrist.
I hope that you have slept well and have been getting along better in my absence-no one to disturb you when you try to sleep. I hope that your wrist hasn't hurt you. I love you, more and more all of the time. You are a wonderful girl!
Love to the kids.