Friday, July 20, 2012

Saturday, July 20, 1929, Hartford, Conn.


We wanted to get started this morning but June and I had to pack and Mom had to go to the doctors so it was ten before we got started. The traffic was so heavy that we didn’t make much time. At about eleven we got out of the city. The scenery was lovely and green and hilly. We had to cross the Hudson and it certainly was a lovely sight looking down the Hudson. We got just outside the gates of West Point at twelve thirty. We stopped and had lunch. When we got to the Point people were gathering to see the parade. We stopped and watched them march around. It was about two when they finished. We went over to the camp where the cadets were and inquired for Alto Graham. We talked with him until three. He asked me to stay to the dance tonight. That would have been heavenly, but we couldn’t. From there we went across to Connecticut. It certainly is a beautiful state. Lovely old white old fashioned houses. We stopped at an old fashioned tavern for supper. Then we went on to Hartford to stay all night. Heaps of trees in this country.

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