Thursday, April 19 (1945)

Well, I suppose the Boston Marathon may have been run and its 170 years since Concord Bridge! Our troops in Europe seem slowed down. Do not like the general situation in the inspection dept. Marsh's statements as to salaries and policies to not appear to check properly and the entire situation seems to indicate poor morale. Finally got the big tank back. Full of leaks! No other great amount of action except minor. But day was very annoying. Wonderful cold bright blue day. Westgate may be transferred to me.

Friday, March 16 (1945)

Wattaday. Sultry with sunshine and then showers. Getting hotter. Peach trees in bloom and pear trees coming out. Jones men came early. Asked nobody anything started to work with big carry all and tore up gas line and grazed steam line to Lab 2. Got them stopped before long. Then had to answer phone and carious questions all day long. Got automatic business under better control and worked out final scheme for steam distribution and for cut over cold freeze water. Worked late with March. Home hot and tired.

Tuesday, March 6 (1945)

Day started warm and cloudy. Got warmer and cloudier and finally poured down rain. Day was notable chiefly from interruptions and an attempt to get Marsh's inspection group reorganized. A sanitary man came in during the morning and bulled for an hour or so tell me nothing. It does look though as if we'd have to make an air break between the city water and our own treated. A chap is down from Cleveland relative to low pressure condensate. First call for soft ball. Willows and jonquils out.

Friday, March 2 (1945)

Beautiful spring day. Balmy and bright all day. Got Marsh an office in old shop beside process Bldg and started him organizing his department. Holt having some trouble with condenser design. Chap from Pittsburgh testing lab wanted testing rig built. Assigned it to Buffet. Things going pretty well. Came home early and took a long walk. Way up around eastern pair of water towers. Little too dusky for good view. Seen from there place seems immense.

Thursday, March 1 (1945)

Absolutely like a lamb. Beautiful day. Soft and balmy. Roads dried out till dust began, Marsh my new inspector reported in and so did Ross the long awaited draftsman and the place began really to look like an organization. Actually began to feel a little let up in the general tention. Came home at a reasonable hour. Socks hurt my feet as I think I should have taken a ramble. Letter from Mary says Pete ordered to Camp Rucker.

Monday, February 26 (1945)

Got some laundry from home - and hankies. Nice day. Warm and balmy. Managed to get most of my various jobs delegated and received loads of stuff from Russell Smith. Now have hardly room to turn around in. Ferguson people had to give up all hope on fixing racks as to separation of condensate. Well have to do it. Hired one new inspector. Hear Marsh coming back. Wandered around for a little after supper. Located bowling alley and jitterbug assembly.