A new month, without much happening along exciting lines. Money and Banking was the same as always - though Nuquist gave me 97 on the last final exam. Government and Business sounds really interesting - work, but worth it!

I left Accounting early to go to the movies with Beth, Cary, Jan, Becky et. al. and see “Around the World” with Kay Kayser and his orchestra. It was terrifically boring and corny, though the music was quite good.

We rebelled and cleaned the johns thoroughly. We haven’t had a maid in so long! Lowsy.

Already work is being piled on gently and persistently; and so I studied somewhat in the house and in the library, become slightly irritable about the whole thing.

Tonight we had pledging for Helen Staples - a grand gal. The ceremony didn’t last very long, and we all withdrew to the Wigwam for sundaes and to appropriately coo hither and yon.

We’ve taken up exercises and personal improvement at night - “How to be the Smart Woman in War Time!

A letter from Bill.

A quietly lovely day! Classes went smoothly - even Accounting whizzed by without much erasing. - I finished the Treasury report and it balanced right away, without having to juggle figures at all - now I just have to copy it over and I’ll be ready for next month.

Grades came out and officially confirmed my 4 As and 2 Bs - and a C in gym… I’m not the athletic type.

My laundry box came with food and a smooth blue and black dress. Dad sent my check and extra money, and Bill wrote a wonderful note: so nice. Lucky girl!

This was an activities - plus day. After lunch we went over in a body to make surgical dressings for the Red Cross for an hour. We came back to the house and typed efficient business letters for the Flat Hat before trekking around downtown and getting ads and having people sign contracts: most executive!

We even got in some culture by going to another piano concert in Phi Bete by Ozanne Marsh the specialist from the Chaplain’s school. He’s most good!

I slept through Psych … good start for the year ----

Another lovely day! It began with a wonderful mail - from Mother and Dad, and both Bills. The Mississippi climate gave forth with another good letter - four in a week!! Hamilton, colder, was characteristic. What can be expected?

The KΔs took Ginny Grahame and Lois Fredenberg to the movies “Destination Tokyo” starring Cary Grant. was powerful - left us weak at the end - God, but you get to hate the Japs!

More rushing back at the house and now two more sets of pledge ribbons are being proudly displayed. We beam.

I am invited to join the Accounting Club - honor society. Sounds so businesslike!

A lazy, rainy, but lovely Sunday. We stayed in bed later relaxing over the New York Times till 3:30 when I finally went out on a blind date, (through Dottie Hope) with Ray Ward a Camp Peary C.P.O. He’s crazy and a lot of fun --- a rancher from Oregon, with a line ten miles long. It kept me on my toes but I liked it --- somehow he kept reminding me of Bill Boyd too: funny! We danced off and on and had dinner at the Lodge with champagne cocktails. - and relaxed in the lounge. I have another date with him Tuesday too!

Not much happened today the lines at the cafeteria were terrific, but we finally managed to get within eating distance of it. We had song practice, W.S.C.G.A. and sorority meetings. Ray called to say he’s on duty tomorrow night - I can’t go out Wednesday because of meetings - so the date’s for Friday; but I discover we have second degree pledging then - I haven’t his address - and it’s all confused. Such fun however to be confused over a date in these days.

Mail from home and the usual pamphlets.

An unattractive day, most of which I wasted without even accomplishing in the line of interesting fun. It’s Charter Day (251 Anniversary of the College: most impressive) and commemorative convocation was held in its honor. Lindsay Rogers from Columbia was the guest speaker. He was rather long-winded, but interesting too.

Dean Hoke died over the weekend. Funeral services were held today and we had no afternoon classes out of respect.

Tonight I tried to help Joy with her Econ. and got lost - did nothing else!

We awoke to find it had snowed during the night - melted to slush - and become disagreeably wet outside. Neither Psych. nor Marketing were especially stimulating.

This afternoon I went to Dean Landrum’s office to register - officially - for Marshall-Wythe Seminar. We chatted pleasantly after awhile about my record, The rest of the afternoon I hibernated in the Library doing Business and Government.

The Accounting Club meeting was unexciting - the Constitution was read and the like. Afterwards most of us trekked across campus to a Spanish Club meeting; the usual.

I slept through Money and Banking, but don’t expect I missed very much. The other classes were interesting though. This afternoon was the first lecture for Marshall-Wythe Seminar: Postwar Planning at the Local Level, as exemplified by Williamsburg. It was quite interesting though there weren’t very many cold facts given; as to present and future plans. It’s a fascinating subject however!

Tonight the Kaydees went to Phi Bete in a body to another smoker given by the Naval Specialities. It was as sensational as the others have been: the talent is really good stuff!

Mail from Dad and Lizzie - and candy from Dad - Ray phoned twice.

Another doggone rainy day ---- wouldn’t you know! We trekked across campus after classes and a home-cooked lunch of soup and baked beans. - to make surgical dressings for an hour. I went to Barrett to get a social card and then became a bit flustered going to the Registrar’s office for approval for second degree pledging. We had pledging - cooed - and then I dressed for a brief date with Ray. - just an hour and a half was left of the evening. We went to the Lodge - danced and had a milkshake. He goes on leave tomorrow for 16 days. He gave me a Naval insignia pin - trinket not sentiment.

I’ll complain no more: things are indeed wonderful. This morning the florist dropped by with a dozen red roses for me from Bill Boyd. They’re lovely and I’m so pleased. Then too: Bill Brennan sent a perkish Valentine which restored my faith in him. I’m all for that patron saint of young romance! and I beam accordingly, while sniffing roses.

Donny Thompson came this afternoon - and is really a darling - not at all foreboding as a national inspector might be expected to be. We had a Council supper in the house - and then a 2 hour session over the Treasury.

Our one morning to sleep, and we had a formal sorority meeting at nine, followed by various discussions and conferences! It wasn’t bad though and I’m too happy to gripe!

Beth and I took Donny to the Inn for a wonderful roast beef dinner - and then relaxed around the house, writing letters and starting scrapbooks to send to Army Camps for laughing purposes. Some of the cartoons are darling.

Eureka: I got my call through to Mississippi! Bill sounded so good - nearly had a tizzy that I’d naturally called him. He is so very swell. - sounded as though he were around the corner.

Happy Valentine’s Day! - and a happy one it was too! Dad sent beautiful boxes of candy, and Mother sent lovely things such as cupcakes, cookies, tunafish cocoo and the like. We had a feast and stuffed ourselves.

I got letters from Freddie, Jenny and Bill Hughes - who has been home in England for forty days. They’re all grand fellows! - and the letters were nice too

We had a Religious Emphasis Week Convocation at which Walter Van Kirk (“Religion in the News”) spoke. He’s a very good speaker - made interesting points on the Six Pillars of Faith.

After gym Cary and I went downtown and did odds and ends - cashed checks, bought stamps, and verified the conditions of our sorority insurance. I also bought wool and needles to start knitting squares for afghans for the Red Cross - Donny’s talk on not wasting time affected me! We are so very lucky and should make the most of our opportunities.

Beth decided to go home for several days - her Mother and Dad are both sick and she thinks she can help.

Becky’s Loren is back in the States from Panama. Beam!

Mail from home and New Guinea Floyd’s still fine!

And so it goes! This afternoon I’d honestly planned on studying, but didn’t quite get on the ball. Along those lines, I unsuccessfully walked around town trying to talk people into advertising for the Flat Hat (people who’d said “no” before) without getting any contracts.

Tonight we had a Rushing party for Jean McCricke and Jo Winters. – played bridge and told fortunes and the like—Jean is spending the night: we’re hopeful….

Letters from Dad and Bill—and one from Bill’s roommate to Beth & Elaine. Elaine was elected asst. sec’y of Psychology club.

Not a doggone new thing has popped up—it’s just rained n’ rained and we’ve slumped around cheerfully getting some studying done as the unofficial start to midsemesters looms on the horizon.

We cooked lunch in the house—meditating over creamed tunafish again: our new specialty.

I’ve knitted two squares becoming a fiend and feeling self-satisfied

Only a postcard from Dad! He’s still feeling rotten and expects to really have his operation sometime next month.

The sun actually shone; and it was a beautifully springlike day. After lunch, we rolled bandages for an hour in the Red Cross room and then prepared to hibernate in the library. Our good spirits got the better of us however and we went to the movies instead to see Deanna Durbin in “His Butler’s Sister” It was quite good. She’s really grown up since her first pictures. Franchot Tone was good too, though emaciated.

We were supposed to have pledging tonight but Lois and Grace are both sick and it was cancelled.

It’s turned cold again and I froze as I walked to the Craft House this morning to see about an ad for the Flat Hat; but at eleven I warmed up when Cary and I sold war stamps on the Wigwam for an hour.

This afternoon we studied and wasted time listening to old Tommy Dorsey records. We played badminton for an hour in the gym before supper, as usual in the cafeteria.

Tonight on the spur of the moment, we decided to make the best of our dateless condition and had a gala feast of cheese caviar et. al from boxes from home and ice cream.

Elaine went to Alexandria—her grandmother died!

We had wonderful plans for an outdoorsy day, but it rained and we slept late and stuck close to home instead. We trudged across campus for a steak dinner (actually!) and then dressed in white for this afternoon’s delayed pledging of Lois and Ginnie.

We studied a little and then tonight Beth, Cary, Vicki and I snuck away to the movies: a corny thriller with Richard Dix, “The Ghost Ship.” We’ve really slumped to lowest depths of seeking entertainment—though we did laugh to the annoyance of the rest of the audience.

Another feast and so to bed!

A big day and evening!! Starting at 4:30 and lasting till seven we had a Council meeting for the nominations for the new officers, deciding upon: Beth for President; Elaine for Vice President and Sheela for Secretary. We had the usual election discussions in meeting tonight, but the nominees were all elected; and I’m really glad about the whole thing. They’ll all make wonderful officers, I’m sure.

For the fourth time I was elected Treasurer!—Today I received the budget and found it came out better than expected.

The pledges gave a skit-take–off on the actives: darling!

Happy Washington’s birthday! and as usual it rained!! –I cut Money and Banking but the other classes went calmly without excitement of any sort.

Elaine came back this afternoon—which naturally brought about complete re-hashing of all recent controversies and her surprise at becoming Vice-President of KΔ.

There was an intramurals basketball game—the KΔ’s lost to the Pi Phis. – A KΔ alum, Helen Finch, and her husband were there and we all went to the Wigwam afterwards for sundaes to console ourselves.

An interlude: Ash Wednesday, and the beginning of Lent, though everything continues as before.

We had a Psych. test, which was typically Foltinish: unpredictable and with proper emphasis of minor points noone would have thought to learn. It wasn’t any worse than his others though.

This afternoon Beth and I went downtown to buy little birthday remembrances for Mrs. Shack, and to splurge on a wee bottle of “Impromptu” perfume to boost our morale.

Jean, Janet, Flop, Sheila and I went to the movies: the Sinatra show, “Higher and Higher.” The music was good, and the rest not bad!

After classes and Marshall-Wythe seminar, I decided to write my Marketing term paper, but did extra-curricular stuff instead. Beth, Midge and I rolled bandages for an hour and learned to instruct the stuff—silly idea cause I can’t roll a neat one myself, but it looks interesting. We stopped at the South American Art Exhibit, and then I typed for the Colonial Echo for two hours.

I got a real good letter from Bill—he is starting to fly (not solo yet of course) and seems terrifically glad about it.

Mail from home too!

I slept through Psych. ---- and felt better for it. —’s good I’m on Dean’s list though—cause I’m using up my cuts fast and furiously.

This afternoon Beth, Elaine and I became emerged in the Flat Hat business staff work—Kelly left for the weekend giving us full responsibility for getting ads, making them up, and fixing up the copy. It’s really interesting work and we didn’t mind it at all—so for as that sort of thing goes.

Initiation was tonight: all ran smoothly with no gals fainting—impressive as always.

Letter from Roy who expects to be back this weekend.

“Woke up” after sleeping in a bed with new initiates and went to classes—spent the rest of the morning doing Flat Hat stuff—making up more ads, before finally turning it in. We have 26” more copy than last week—so we feel we’ve done our duty well.

We had a cup service this afternoon—and then a lengthy council meeting to revise the by-laws. That too was interesting though rather long and drawn out.

This evening I wanted to go down to the U.S.O. with Elaine, but stayed home and wrote a term paper instead—so stuck-in-the-muddish. Wrong attitude!

Another Sunday! We slept late again instead of going to church, as we’d soulfully planned. We fooled around over breakfast and reading the funnies, and then Beth, Becky, Janet Hilton and I dressed to go to the Lodge with Floppy who treated us to dinner, topped off with claret via Becky. It was a wonderful treat and we felt most capitalistic for it.

This afternoon we studied some—wrote letters and listened to the radio.

Tonight we had a big ole discussion over the proposal to rotate roommates effective next week—but fortunately it was voted down. It was interesting, tho.

I spent the afternoon in the library and in attempting to study for tomorrow’s Money and Banking exam (we have no book, and incoherent notes so it’s like studying out of the blue—with Nuquist, anything’s possible!)—We had song practice.—a sorority gettogether for the war work (scrapbooks and knitting)—and meeting with installation of new offices. It was properly impressive.

A 14-page letter came from Bill Brennan—he seems to have been enjoying himself lately up at Old Forge Sc.—went home for weekend

Kay was elected vice-pres. of Alpha Chi

Leap Year Day!

An uneventful day, starting off with the Money and Banking exam which was typically Nuquist ish and unpredictable. I hope he stays the same in his marking easily too.

The introductory case of spring fever has left us and it started to give with the snow flurries instead. Williamsburg weather is unpredictable.

This evening I worked on the treasury report—fixing up the House Note record which hasn’t been kept up in years—discovering a new source of revenue for KΔ.

A big ole Council meeting—first of the new regime.