So the eleventh month was about to fade away and the last one of 1967 was coming fast. It would see me on another trip exactly two years from the day I made my first one in 1965. But save that for a couple of weeks.
Nov 23, 1967 Thursday
I had better write about my trip before I forget. The train ride was neat, of course. I enjoyed every bit of daylight but it gets rather dull out at night. Got lots of numbers for Charlie Mike, some photos and an exttra time table so I can give Judy one. And speaking of Judy, we got along fine, just as if we had known each other forever. I guess we hardly stopped talking the whole time. I was a little shocked at her house and housekeeping but it's just what I am used to, really. I wasn't impressed with the her friends, the Trahants--their stud could amount to something if he was worked down but he presently reminds me of a sausage and is in need of some training by a real trainer. The country around there is just beautful. If it wasn't so crowded I'd think it an ideal place to live. I think I'd like the Central Valley better though, over near the Sierras. Bernardino is a pretty town, close to the mounatins. I think I'd like it there really. Two RRs--maybe three. Yes, the UP, The SP (esspee) and the Santa Fe. I could surely get a job with one of them doing something.
Nov 26, 1967 Sunday
I'm now on my way home. The vacation sure did pass fast and I had a nice time. Judy and I hit it off neat, as if we had known each other for forever and always. The kids of hers are kind of spoiled but not bad and even Morris really isn't a vampire, just a big greasy bear. Cajon Pass and the mountains above Bernardino are really pretty. The San Berbardino yards were really full. I got some numbers and photos. Saw several outfits coming ithrough Arizona and and so far only one in California, at Ludlow. Snapped the depots in Bernardinao, Victorville and Barstow.
Nov 30, 1967 Thursday
I was kind of glad to get home but hated to have to start right back to classes. I sure have lost my conscience somewhere because I just don't study like I used to. I could just die about my accounting test--75/100 is disgraceful. And I missexd one of the easiest sections entirely losing 12 points. I could cry. I'm going to wind up with a disasterous average if I'm not careful. I have got to settle down and get with it. The mess just over is no excuse.
Anyway it was good to get away. Now Judy would like to come over during the semester break. Maybe we can work that out, too. By then if I get on the ball I might have a good start on some other writing project. I do want to get some of that neat purple material up at Sprouse Reitz and make a suit. It's subdued enough it won't be too loud, I don't think.
I was obviously home before Dec 1 and did not write that day, a Friday, nor the prior Friday Nov 24 when I was in California.
A few train pictures to enliven the text, mostly from the recent trip.. The first is the depot in San Bernardino through which I arrived/departed at least two times. Next somewhere in CA that I never noted but an outfit car, for sure. And a bridge in the CA desert, again location not noted but probably near Barstow.
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