A busy day as I really look forward to bed! Elaine and I went to 8 o’clock Communion in Wren Chapel (she worried me by threatening to faint) and then on to the Canterbury Club Breakfast in Bruton Parish.

We came back and cleaned up the house in preparation for the onslaught of over three hundred freshman girls making a tour of Sorority Court. It was slightly grueling, but could have been much worse!

Just another day of straight classes, visiting in the dorms, trekking downtown, taking the annual student government exam and sorority meeting with song practice squeezed inbetween. Mondays are such busy days!

A letter from Floyd today was hysterical. He’s a good guy - still seems well and happy!

A rainy day of not too much accomplishment. Classes went as usual, with my getting enthused about both Introduction to Law and Modern Painting. They’re fascinatin’ courses.

This was Eleanor’s birthday, and she’s gone around beaming over everything - seemed quite pleased with our lipstick and treat at the Lodge. She’s a grand gal - so sweet and appreciative of everything.

We all gave her an informal party this evening. More fun!

Mother and Dad phoned tonight from the Hospital. It was a thrill!

Another rainy day of ducking inbetween classes and taking a fascinating scholastic seriousness test in Child Psych. I found I have a remarkably low rating!

This afternoon we gave Mrs. Snyder a tea and chatted cozily with various housemothers and sorority presidents. It was relatively pleasant. Big moment occurred when Dean Landrum appeared just before six, after we’d begun to clean up. We carried off an awkward situation well.

This evening Lou and I walked around campus after popping in at a Flat Hat meeting to defog our minds -

I got a letter from Phi Bete saying they’ll put an article about me in their magazine.

Just a day! Introduction to Law and Modern Painting were both fascinating again, but aside from that the day passed without moment, as I submerged into a mood of dubious nature!

The end of another week with a full day of classes. Woodbridge pulled a pop quiz on us in Contracts and I got it all wrong. Every year I have one course to worry about, and this is it!

We made rushing invitations, and then moseyed around the house this evening.

A letter from Bill Brennan - all is the same as usual.

Mother and Dad called from the Hospital again.

And so the days go by with nothing much at all happening. I lazied around this morning and then did some Flat Hat work - was tremendously pleased when Janet and I worked on the KΔ Treasury to find that all the confusion of the summer balanced down to the last cent. It was a wonderful feeling.

I talked Elaine and Beth into seeing “Hail the Conquering Hero” this Evening and haven’t heard the end of it since. I must have enjoyed it more the first time on account of the Mitchell Field atmosphere.

Elaine has a terrific cold and so we lay around all morning, cooking our own Sunday dinner.

This afternoon Beth, Elaine, Eleanor and I went to the football game between Camp Peary (38) and Ft. Lee (0). The white uniforms spelling out CAMP PEARY, in the midst of the blue was impressive.

After the game we walked down to the Capitol and around town, bumping into people of all sorts --- and then had sandwiches at the Lodge before coming back to the house.

Much Excitement about the 4 KΔs who spent the weekend in Richmond along with newly acquainted Air Corps lieutenants.

Monday, as I settled down to a little studying in between the usual impressive string of classes. My ego was dealt a heavy blow when I received F (my first) on last Friday’s pop quiz in Contracts. I’m really not legally inclined!

We had W.S.C.G.A meeting, song practice and sorority meeting with much animated discussion.

A busy day with several hours Flat Hat work sandwiched inbetween classes. This afternoon, I decided I had best hibernate in the Law Library and so I did. Contracts is so interesting but I certainly don’t understand it.

We had our annual trunk brigade tonight, going with the moving men role as we trudged our trunks from the third and second floors to the front porch. I slammed my hand inbetween a trunk and the bannister but otherwise all is well.

Eleanor, Cary, Jan, Peggy and I went to the late movie to see “Seventh Cross” - Concentration Camp drama - good.

Mother & Dad phoned.

The usual string of classes, with more or less concentrated studying this afternoon.

This evening we went to an impressive chapel service and then I went to an accounting club meeting - we made plans for a picnic next week; I have to start buying refreshments for it tomorrow.

I was amazed to learn that Bussie Davis had been to see me today. He’s in civvies ---- medical discharge --- and Enrolled at W&M again. I hope I see him soon

Columbus Day, and a busy one of classes --- with a pop quiz in Modern Painting, which caught us off guard --- much Flat Hat and Treasury work - and some shopping for the Accounting Club picnic.

We had second degree pledging tonight and dressed in our white. My lil sister, Ann Johnson is a love.

We’ve had house meetings to and now it’s time to wearily crawl into bed!

Up at sixthirty this morning to see the football team off for the Penn game tomorrow. It was terribly Early but we were moved by cheering them on.

I got an A on the latest Contract quiz and beamed at the improvement - went to my other classes and did Flat Hat work. - Bussie came over this afternoon and we chatted.

For invitation making I dressed Aunt Jemima style and blacked my face to illustrate a potential rushing idea.

This evening a gang of us went on the Presbytarian Supper Club’s Moonlight Cruise and had a sensational time. We jammed on a truck, dangling our feet off the edge and drove to the James River Ferry, which roamed all over the River - we sang, square danced and stared at the water. - enjoyed it tremendously!

I took advantage of my classless Saturday and slept latish, before getting up to do Flat Hat work, and to mosey around downtown buying little presents for Bill’s overseas Christmas package.

Lou, Cary, Sheila, Betty Ann and I went to the Lodge for a sandwich lunch. This afternoon I went to the Panhel mixer to associate with little Freshmen and then went shopping for the Refreshment Committee of the Scarab Club for the reception tomorrow.

We went to supper and then Beth, Elaine and I walked up to the Lodge for cokes - talked over deep thoughts --

A letter from Bill Hughes - sweet - full of serious contemplations of post war life - now Everyone Considers it.

Another frustratedly busy day. Elearnor got up and went to Bruton --- which service became terribly long, and we reverently fidgeted. Then we met Lou and Betty Ann and four Freshmen gals from my tea for a delicious dinner at the Lodge. It went very successfully.

Right after lunch we prepared refreshments for the Scarab Club reception and then I poured punch and tried to radiate charm, not too successfully.

From the reception we dashed on to the Supper Club for supper and religious discussions ---- Very interesting talks about atheism and the like!

Mother and Dad phoned -- all goes well, Except Dad has gall bladder trouble now. Oh no!

And so another week starts with the usual round of classes, featuring another pop quiz in Contracts. Ye fair profs are really giving with the pressure these days.

This afternoon Beth, Elaine, Eleanor and I went to see “The Impatient Years,” a really good picture, starring Jean Arthur.

After the movies we gulped soup and then had an informal KΔ meeting. Later on, I went to a concert in Phi Bete: Maurice Eisenberg, a master viola cellist - very good, as those things go.

I went through classes with spare time devoted to studying for tomorrow’s Urban Sociology test and time out to shop for refreshments for tomorrow’s Accounting Club picnic.

This Evening I got a kick out of one of the gals of the Presbyterian Supper Club asking me if I’ll help cook supper next Sunday night. I confusedly said “Yes” but am dubious about the whole thing. Here I’ve only gone to one meeting and I’m already cooking supper. How I do get rooked into things -- and me an Episcopalian too! Ach de liebre.

The college is quite shocked at John Stewart Bryan dying last night.

Letters from Doris Hostetter and Bill Brennan.

No class and so no Soc. Exam - due to memorial services for former President Bryan.

This afternoon the Accounting Club had a wonderful picnic at Mr. and Mrs. Gibb’s house. We roasted wienies at an outdoor fireplace and had a generally good time. The Gibb’s are grand people!

Tonight’s candlelight chapel service was very impressive. Dr. Foltin’s talk had almost hypnotic powers.

We had a KΔ talk with plans about Rushing - I don’t expect to have any free time and am slightly (?) resentful about it all.

Dad and Mother phoned - Dad is now home!

A hysterical letter from Jimmy - Enclosing his picture.

The usual classes, with great Exertion to budget our time to fill in rushing, pending Exams and the usual activities. It’s a hard job --- but that’s the usual swing of things.

Tonight we had our annual Housecleaning Committee - got into old clothes and scurried around painting, scrubbing windows and wood work ---- we were soon weary and I was too tired to really concentrate on reviewing my Urban Sociology.

And another day goes! I received an amazing letter from Paul Jones. Illiterately perky! All the time Experiences!

It poured and an imitation hurricane came over way, so I cut my 8 o’clock class and studied Soc. to a small extent. I braved the elements and went to my exam --- and then back to the house to eat soup and the like.

This afternoon we rushed in the dorms — did Flat Hat stuff —and then made invitations.

The Balfour man came with many cute and attractive items —we laid in Xmas presents for each other— highlighting China beermugs with the KΔ seal, and our nicknames. I loved ‘em good.

Another letter from Bill Brennan and one from Mimi Jardine.

We invade the Philippines.

I planned to accomplish much today, but got sidetracked with Flat Hat and Treasury stuff, worrying over the Budget and the like.

Elaine, Sheila and I took two lil Freshmen (from my tea) to the Coffee Shoppe for lunch -- and then went to the game which W&M won over Richmond Air Base (39-0). It was quite a good game - and I got caught in the spirit of it all.

More budget -- and letter writing this Evening, and now into bed!

Letters from Colby, Glory and home.

The Phillippine Invasion is going quite well. MacArthur is back!

This afternoon there was a BIG football game between Camp Peary and Bainbridge. It was really football at its best --- the stadium was jammed to overflowing and we were especially moved cause 3 ex-W&M stars played for Bainbridge. Much like old times, it was a lot of fun.

I left the game before the final quarter to cook supper for the Presbyterian Club; and had a good time doing it.

Six beautiful ensigns came to the house tonight and Cary, Elain, Beth, Laurie, Pat and I chatted with ‘em all evening. They were terribly smooth —but somehow we missed the boat —and are cussing ourselves to death.

I phoned home and it looks as though we’re moving to the Van Sicklen house in Hollis.

Founder’s Day as we marched around the campus in white dresses---just as it turns fallish too!

Classes went as usual, and then I studied for tomorrow’s Fine Arts exam. Tonight we had song practice and sorority meeting — many bull sessions and more studying,

Letter from Mother —no other Excitement.

I cut classes today and studied strenuously for my 2:00 Modern Painting exam, but needn’t have studied at all— so vague was the exam. P’rhaps I’m just not an aesthete!

After my exam I hibernated in the Law library doing Contracts and then wrote a few letters.

I spent the night in the dorm at Barrett — swapping beds with Ann Johnson.—chatted with freshmen—and had a generally pleasant time.

A letter from Floyd in the Dutch East Indies — the same as Ever.

Classes and then an earnest devotion to studying Corporation Finance for my Friday’s exam. It tends to be most deep.

This evening Lou Janet and I went to the W&M Theater production of “Quality Street.” It was excellently done - really very clever. Eleanor had a two-line part and did real well. We silently cheered her on.

Mail from home and Elayne.— and a grand letter from Danny.

In between classes I made a business of hibernating to study for my Corporation Finance exam--- otherwise I did nothing.

The truly sensational event of the day is the fact that Bill phoned from Wilkes-Barre. I don’t know why or how but the fact remains that instead of being on his way overseas, he’s suddenly gotten a 13 day furlough--and is home! It’s the most wonderful thing that’s happened. After sixteen months we’ll finally see each other. I phoned Mother and Dad – and am going home next Thursday. Bill will meet me there. I’m so tremendously lucky—and happy!

I still beam so much—as a silly smirk lurks at the corners of my mouth over last night’s news --- that even the grim Corp. Finance exam and surprise Contract quiz failed to make me lose the glow. I am so happy!

No Saturday classes—and so I stayed in bed all morning reading “A Tree Grows in Brooklyn” for my Soc. Course. It’s a beautifully down-to-earth book and I loved it good. Excellent portrayal of tenement life!

Tonight Elaine and I went out with two ensigns from Norfolk—had beer at the Officer’s Club—and scrambled eggs and coffee at the Lodge Coffee Shoppe. It was very pleasant--but three hours was enough. I kept wishing for it to be next week so that I could be with Bill.

Two letters from Freddie.

Today was a wonderful day! This afternoon Elaine and I drove out to Langley Field with six other college gals with the Red Cross as part of the rehabilitation program for wounded air Corps men recovering in the hospital there. We talked with all types of men—from Brooklyn, from Oregon—broken legs acquired in camps here—broken backs from crashing in the South Pacific. I was especially pleased when the woman in charge told me one of the men with whom I had spoken for quite awhile had really talked and smiled for the first time in over a month. I felt good all over as though I’d really accomplished something.

We drove back—had supper at the lodge.

Studied all evening.

I got emotionally upset this morning when Umbeck announced an exam for next Monday, but I got excused from it by Dean Landrum, and plans for the weekend get rosier all the time. A note from Bill was real sweet and I beam!

I studied some this afternoon and then Lou and I took Ann and Joan to the lodge to celebrate their initiation tomorrow night.

I only got C on my Corporation Finance exam: the traditional grade. That darn problem fouled me up.

I got A+ on Friday’s Contracts quiz.

Sorority meeting was uneventful!

Happy Halloween! Inbetween classes I tried to concentrate on studying for Child Psych. but didn’t achieve too much.

This noon Sheila and I went to the lodge with Mary [Heanly] and Linda [Norton]—both grand gals!—and had a pleasant time.

We had initiation tonight—all went well—though it was extremely hot. Ann and Jo spent the night and we had a Halloweenish Party with food Mother and Dad had sent down.

I received B on Modern Painting.