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  Cecilia King's Extraordinary Senior Trip - December 12, 1940
December 12, 2024
 

Beginning on November 1, which is the date of my mother’s first letter from her Hawaii trip 84 years ago, I am serializing day by day, the book, Cecilia King’s Extraordinary Senior Trip, which you can obtain from Amazon in either Kindle or paperback.

I hope you enjoy the upcoming nine-months in Hawaii 1940-41. You can order the entire book from Amazon in either paperback or Kindle format, click here.

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Honolulu, Thursday, December 12, 1940

Thursday –


Absolutely no news today – I haven’t even been out of the house – but rolled up in a chair & in bed with a sick headache.
Finally, two aspirin killed it & I got up to eat a hearty hamburger supper.


We got a wonderful cook book “Formal Dinners” from the library and it has “all the things you’ve seen and heard about or tasted but have never found a cook book or could get the recipe for, from the one who served them. “I’m going to get me some index cards soon & start keeping recipes, ideas, etc. Aunt Susan knows a great many “tricks of the trade” that I think I would do well to remember for my own use.


I’ve just made a decision – that I can’t stand this long, stringy hair a minute longer than two clippers so will write you tomorrow by air about the permanent. It’s “rolling up” every night, puttering with it all the time, & always worrying for fear my curls won’t last through a party.


Just called Helen H. to come Wed. afternoon for a swim & spend the night here on one of the army cots in the study (our guest room).


I’m certainly being tutored in the “ways of humans.” It’s like learning to study through a whole game of checkers before the first move is made – to decide the object of attack, methods used, past records, present actions, future uses for ensnared animal and contemporary convenience furnished by the attachment.


Maybe I’ll soon get like Grace Freding’s Minister & be happy to have a simple, uncommunicative elm tree to talk at and think with.


Have let so “droopy” all day that I think I will cancel my appointment with the doctor until Tues. (to save that Hellzapoppin
bus ride to Shafter) and rest up for Saturday night –

The phrase hell’s a poppin’, and its variants, mean events are unfolding in a chaotic mannera state of confusion and disarray is taking hold. (https://wordhistories.net/2021/11/14/hellzapoppin/)

 

 

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