It's not as if there is nothing going on, as I had hoped; it has just jumped to a level of insanity that makes even my mind dizzy. There's a lot to write about, the dozen nude boys on Saturday night brought home by crazy Terry being just one. But suffice to say that any weekend which begins with picture hat for all is destined to be a doozy.

Of course this was relatively early in the day, before the hard liquor had come out and "Joe Snow" made two trips to the house. This was when everyone was still pretty; it wouldn't last long.

The twelve boys rounded up by Terry had nothing to wear but fancy hats; that was just fine with all of us, but we think it scared Terry's nephew to near-death. Bob's father--a old navy officer--took one look and ran upstairs.