After leaving the skating rink, I went to the drugstore and has a Swiss cheese sandwich and a malted milk. Once again, I thought about calling Jane, but my mind kept on wandering. I remembered the time I saw her at a dance with a boy, I thought he was a show-off, but Jane argued that the boy had an inferiority complex. I decided that girls always say that as an excuse to date arrogant boys. Finally, he called Jane, but no one answered. I then called a boy named Carl Luce, he used to go to Whooton School, and Luce agreed to meet me for a couple of drinks later that night.

To kill time, I went to see a movie at Radio City Music Hall. The Rockettes’ Christmas stage show was still and boy it was ridiculous, but it made me remember howAllie and I used to love the kettledrum player in the Radio City pit orchestra. The man was an unnoticed, small part of the show, but he seemed to take joy and pride in what he did. After the show, the movie began, Boy! It was boring. When it was over, I began walking to the Wicker Bar, where I was to meet Luce. The movie was about the war. Based on what D. B. has told me, I decided that I could never be in the military. I would rather be shot by a firing squad or sit on top of an atom bomb, I really would.