December 18, 1939 Monday

December 18, 1939 Monday

I hurried downtown tonight and got the Hartford bus. Karin met me at the station. We had to take another bus and got there finally. They have a nice place but it's not the same as on Brighton Street. We had a nice supper and K and I gabbed or hours. Althea came down and took us to the "Mark Twain Diner" where we had a cocktail. K and I went back and talked for hours. Karin's views have changes very much since last we talked. She made a remark that's pretty typical of her new idea, she said, "The F.Y.P.'s were too conventional!". I don't know! Maybe we are a bit. I only hope she doesn't get too unconventional. Her new friends seem a bit wild!