A typical Monday, with song, practice, and sorority meeting - nothing terribly interesting.

I did more work on the marketing survey, and sunbathed awhile this afternoon.

Bill Brennan sent me a card. He expects a furlough this month - not while I’m home though. All chances for a commission are out for him.

I got a nice letter from Bill Hughes. He is in Scotland - just been made a Chief Party Officer.

It is hotter than seven shades of Hell. I left Accounting early and went to the air-conditioned movie for a blissful change to see “See here Private Hargrove”. It was dear!

It keeps on being tremendously hot! This afternoon in between doing the Treasury we went to a softball game. Pi Phis beat the KDs.

This evening we went to Chapel...amazingly Nuquist spoke...and then went to a Spanish Club meeting, where we got Betty Spicer and Ann Johnson elected as Secretary and Treasurer.

Elaine became Business Manager of the Flat Hat and we’re real proud of her.

I received a terrifically sweet letter from Bill Breashears.

Happy Bill Brennan’s birthday!

Thursdays are so long, from eight until five-thirty! On the way to archery, I fell into a hole and have limped around all day. Oh to be graceful!

Dr. Munro from Princeton, spoke at Seminar, and was very interesting.

The Seniors gave us a supper out on the porch. It was grand. Afterwards, we played “Farmer on the Dell” and all sorts of childish games. The unusual!---The Dance Club gave their recital. It was cleverly done!

I got a note from Bill---he doesn’t expect another furlough (damn)--and a sweet letter from Floyd.

This afternoon, I went sunbathing in the backyard, and then rang doorbells along Richmond Road for the Marketing Survey: fascinating--Cary, Jan, and I saw “Broadway Rhythm”, a mediocre musical. --This evening we went to Mortarboard Tapping and then I visited Ann in the dorm.

I got a real good letter from Bill. I sure would like to see him.

Mother called and said Bill Brennan expects to come down here during his furlough.

After classes the KΔs went down to the Shelter for a picnic. It was fun, and we had a typically crazy time. At about 2:30 we started the long trek back to campus lugging a heavy market basket full of empty coke bottles. In the process Stebby cut her arm quite badly with some broken glass, and is now the “proud” owner of two stitches.

Big doings in the Sunken Garden in the form of the Bond Bazaar. Janet and I supervised the Accounting Club maypole for an hour. Star attraction was the crowning of the Bond Queen, Jane Rahn.

A quiet Sunday! We did little but play bridge and do some War Work in between bull sessions and the like.

I’m happy over Bill’s letter of yesterday. He wants Mother and me to go down to Louisiana for a few days in June. I doubt if it could materialize but it’s good daydreaming stuff!

A typical Monday with meeting and keeping score at a softball game. Inbetween times I started a termpaper on Postwar Monetary Planning, and got tremendously bored, though it’s a fascinating subject.

I felt greatly accomplished. At last I’ve finished all my Accounting for the year and am greatly relieved. On top of that I finished my Money and Banking termpaper too. A good day!

As a celebration, I went to see “This is the Army” at the 9 o’ clock show. Really a wonderful movie!

I finally settled down to studying some for tomorrow’s Marshall Wythe Seminar exam. All the postwar planning is fascinating stuff. The problems seem terrific!

We went to Chapel this evening and then to a Y.W.C.A meeting

We had our first exam today: Marshall-Wythe Seminar. It was real fair and not bad at all. We studied a moderate amount today and it’s good to have it over with.

Tonight the faculty put on a melodrama “For Her Che-ild’s sake.” It was tremendously clever, and we loved it!

This afternoon, I acquired another faint layer of tan on the garage roof. Before going to the movies with Beth, Cary, and Vicki to see “Standing Room Only” with Paulette Goddard and Fred Mae Murray. It was really amusing!

This evening we had a KΔ meeting to decide who’d room where next year, and in the process Elaine and I got stuck in the pink and blue room again. Everything’s gone wrong this month. – I’m going to start getting really selfish! (Or maybe it’s my mood!)

A note from Bill.

This morning, Cary and I crashed a special Kiddie showing of “Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs”. We were surrounded by six year olds who stared at us curiously. It was indeed an Experience.

I rigged myself up for the archery tournament but was pleased to learn that it was called off because it was too windy. I struggled up the telephone pole again and got a little tanner.

This evening Beth, Sheila, Vicki and I went to the Lodge for dinner and felt smoother.

I received a letter from Bill Brennan and a powerhouse from Bill Boyd.

Happy Mother’s Day! - Dad sent me an orchid corsage, and I wore it to the Inn for dinner with Kay Lou and Dottie - rather swish.

This afternoon we had a War Work gettogether combined with Rushing. It went quite successfully but I wrote 3 pages in the gripe notebook.

I phoned home.

A typical Monday with time out for refuge into an air conditioned movie. “The Uninvited” was real scarey, but good!

We played bridge on the porch and then had a sorority and a council meeting.

It’s so doggone hot!

We’ve wilted all day, as perspiration was the current feature.

Tonight we had the archery tournament. We did fairly well considering that our equipment wasn’t of the best variety. It soon became dark however and we found ourselves shooting into a dim and indeterminable nowheres. The finals has been called off until tomorrow.

We finished the archery tournament this afternoon and then dressed to go to the Inn for dinner (Kay, Lou, Irmie, and I). We had a hysterical time as various waiters (freshmen) paid us attentions in the way of extra desserts, coffee, etc.

I was pleased to get an A on an ancient Psych test. It’s faintly encouraging.

The last round of classes! This afternoon we went to see Danny Kaye in “Up in Arms”. He’s so clever!

Most of the day I scurried around planning and preparing for tonights surprise shower for Becky and Floppy. It was really a success and everyone seemed pleased, with the upturned umbrellas, table decorations White Lodge cake, improvised punch and gifts.

Reading period began! We were buried in our books all day with nothing new.

News came though that Bill Brennan is to be stationed at Mitchell Field Long Island for twelve weeks. It’s a strange world! I can scarce believe it!

We’ve officially assumed the role of the exam-trodden souls and are buried in a transcendental fog of economic and psychological terms.

Dad arrived at Hot Springs today and called me this evening- I wish I could go to the convention. It’d be such fun.

You’d never think this was a Sunday. We got up for early breakfast and then spent the rest of the day studying and trekking to the cafeteria.

Studied this morning and took my Market Exam- more could have been Expected but it wasn’t too bad!

A card from Bill Brennan.

Dad phoned again.

Money and Banking exam was typically Nuquistish- but I no longer worry after a year of such.

He gave me A+ on my Postwar Monetary Planning paper.

It’s hellishly hot!

It cooled off, fortunately, and I managed to study somewhat for tomorrow’s two exams. I’ll be awfully glad when tomorrow finally comes.

Dad phoned again

Gawd I’m beat! The Government and Business exam this morning wasn’t too bad, but the accounting was a stinker. And I await the results.

After my exams, Cary and I took a long walk down to the Capital and over to the Lodge for a coke.

I packed my trunk and found all sorts of the unexpected,

A day of accomplishing little. I packed a big box to send home and then relaxed awhile.

This evening I took care of Nancy Marsh aged five- intelligent but rather spoiled. Cary and I had a hysterical time out of it, but netted 30¢ a piece.

I kibitzed with those taking tomorrow’s Econ Exam.

I got up fairly early to read some Psych., but soon became rather involved in it and went on to something new.

This afternoon we played bridge and then went to the movies to see “Shine On Harvest Moon”. Corny, but it suited our moods.

I wrote 8 letters this evening (those which had hung most heavily on my conscience)

Postcard came back saying I’d gotten A on Marketing and Money and Banking, and B+ on Marshall Wythe Seminar.

A relaxey Sunday! We slept late to make up for our series of eight o’ clock mornings. The past four weeks.

After dinner we sat on the porch chatting- with two of Jack’s friends. Then Cary and I went to see the reissue of "Mr. Lucky" and loved it.

Mrs. Shack. told us she isn’t coming back next year- it’s for the best- but we’re terrifically sorry.

I didn’t quite get on the ball for studying Psych. - Wednesday seems so remote.

This morning we had breakfast in the Greek’s, and bought supplies for eating in. Our cafeteria tickets have reached a new minimum.

This afternoon I read some old magazine and generally wasted time.

We had a Corn Flakes-Tunafish salad supper of the homemade variety. A milkshake later on, filled us up.

I finally heard from Bill- he’s been busy with maneuvers.

Of a sudden I realized that I don’t know as much psych as I’d thought; and Beth and I decided to concentrate on it pretty much all afternoon and evening until well after 1:00 A.M.

Happy Decoration Day!

The psych exam was really grim – no beating around the bush. – we didn't know it too sharply.

This was the day for doing last minute things and wishing there was more time for them.

Elaine became ill, and we ran around mothering her and taking her suitcase to the station. It was nice but I’m weary!

Ward phoned Midge from the Netherlands West Indies. Such a thrill for an overseas call to drift into the KΔ House. Midge beams.