Spitball Army

The Milwaukee Road’s Hiawathas cruise easily at 100 m.p.h. and are capable of more than two miles per minute, but speed is not all.

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I don’t think there would be any use going out your way as there isn’t any special attraction out there for me, not since all your time has been taken up by that new Gentleman who comes around your house every day.

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My instructor has given me permission to fly solo tomorrow and I’m just the one to do it.

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Jerry was wishing he had a date and I was wishing you were next to me in the place of Jerry.

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Came home to find a letter for me. Boy, that pepped me up a little.

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Friday night and no you. What a life – there is no justice.

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I had one brew and was home at 11:30. Good boy, eh Hon?

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I drove my mother to a flower show – some fun, hey kid?

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Went to town and chewed the fat with the boys after dinner.

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To-day I arose at 8:00 and was down to the airport at 9, flew a half hour and rested an hour (Resting an hour – silly, isn’t it?)

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