minds to the very feeling of caution that it is supposed to produce. At the foot of the elevators there was in red mercury lights the two words of caution; that should have been sufficient; but to force two men to greet each other with such a phrase, instead of “Hya Bill” or “How’s tracks” smacks too much of a Dictatorial Government.
                                                                       December 7, 1937-
     Evening, B & I to Boston Symphony Concert to hear the Sibelius 2nd.
It has been so long since I have been to a concert that everything was full of tremendous & exciting interest.              Even the Haydn Symphony was interesting to watch. The Sibelius filled the 2nd half of the program - a grand experience. Afterwards we walked part way down town, and everything in the city seemed transfigured.
     After we left the city line, the snow was blowing and drifting so across the road that I could not see the road, and we had to creep along slowly. With the Sibelius motives going thru my head, it seemed like a grand adventure to be going along so.
                                                                      December 11, 1937-
     A heavy snowfall in the night and snowing steady all day. It was light and fluffy and there was now wind, so that everything was covered with great