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January 23rd, 1985

Woke early, 5:30; read a Tuesday old NY Times till Mary arrived. Then had bacon and egg for first time since she was last here, on Friday. Back in room, played back violin sonatas and xxxxxxxx. Decided to read Pindar, but then dropped him and moved forward 2500 years to Robinson Jeffers: Thurso’s Landing, which alas is not among his best.

Note from half aunt Morrie Wagner. Shell be here Tuesday, the 20th, to spend the night: arriving at 2:45 on Republic Flight 549.
Fixed crepes again for dinner, this time with a filling of chicken a l’orange (Lean Cuisine) and bits of leftover country ham; bottle of Macon Villages.