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Nile Kinnick correspondence, March-October 1943
1943-03-13: Page 01
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Saturday night March 13, 1943 Dear Folks, Yesterday I went to Boston-town again. A dense, dripping, fog hung in all morning giving little prospect for flight operations the rest of the day, so those of us due for liberty were secured early in the afternoon. I got into Boston around five oclock and registered at the Statler. Before eating I decided to take in a movie. The bill at the RKO theatre proved to be highly entertaining. Jack Benny in "The Meanest Man in the World" was funny enough, but a short featuring Leon Errol left me weak. Gus, would have choked with repressed mirth and rolled into the aisle. On the stage Bob Allen and his band shared the spotlight with Beatrice Kay from the Gay Nineties radio program. They played an arrangement of "Jingle Bells" that was marvelous. It had to be to get such a fine reception out of season. Evidently Allen had had so much success with it during the holidays he was loathe to shelve it. Miss Kay brought down the house with her lusty, gusty rendition of favorite songs, old and new. Her voice was coarse, unpleasant, and she sang in a rude, boisterous manner, but she brought laughter, gaiety, relaxation to all of us. Shortly after eight I sat down to dinner in the Terrace Dining Room of the Hotel Statler. Starting with clam chowder, filling on Lobster Newburg and green peas, finishing with apple pie and cheese, I dined
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Saturday night March 13, 1943 Dear Folks, Yesterday I went to Boston-town again. A dense, dripping, fog hung in all morning giving little prospect for flight operations the rest of the day, so those of us due for liberty were secured early in the afternoon. I got into Boston around five oclock and registered at the Statler. Before eating I decided to take in a movie. The bill at the RKO theatre proved to be highly entertaining. Jack Benny in "The Meanest Man in the World" was funny enough, but a short featuring Leon Errol left me weak. Gus, would have choked with repressed mirth and rolled into the aisle. On the stage Bob Allen and his band shared the spotlight with Beatrice Kay from the Gay Nineties radio program. They played an arrangement of "Jingle Bells" that was marvelous. It had to be to get such a fine reception out of season. Evidently Allen had had so much success with it during the holidays he was loathe to shelve it. Miss Kay brought down the house with her lusty, gusty rendition of favorite songs, old and new. Her voice was coarse, unpleasant, and she sang in a rude, boisterous manner, but she brought laughter, gaiety, relaxation to all of us. Shortly after eight I sat down to dinner in the Terrace Dining Room of the Hotel Statler. Starting with clam chowder, filling on Lobster Newburg and green peas, finishing with apple pie and cheese, I dined
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