The Waterbury Democrat., 1936-09-22
lieving you're in love with that

lieving you're in love with that guyl"
 Monte followed her down the quay. Come on, sweetheart, cheer upl" he said. Give us a smilel"
 Kay smiled and they both looked up into the night where a single green light still shone. '"There they go," Monte said, flying to Hawaii. When I was 9 I was a test pilot. I've had 5000 hours in the air, and I hold the Panama to New York nonstop record = but in this outfit do you know what am Just an apprentice pilotl"
 Kay took his hand. After you've had 10000 hours in the air"
 "IM be an old manI" Monte laughed, dismissing the cloudy thought. Angel, don't fall in love with that man Ted Graham. For 15 years he's been living for the air. He's reduced life to a. science. It's all instrument wark, laying the ground work, taking measurement. Thinks all human activity should be organ ized the same way"
 Kay smiled indulgently. Monte, in spite of his broad shoulders and handsome, dark head, seemed so young.
 She said, we won't talk about Ted-when he's away. I've been transferred. From now on Ship Harbor is my home"
 Two days later Kay found an apartment near the beach at Ship Harbor where, from her win dow, she could see the trans-Pa- cific liners, moored at the quay. How she envied the men of the crews on those flights! There seemed to be magic in the names of the places they visited - Hono- lulu, French Frigate Shoals, Mid- way, Kuam, Manila.
 Ted Graham was away from the home port for the next two weeks. It was the time of the Easter holi- days, so Dickie, his adopted son, was home from military school. Dickie liked the grime and dirt of the hangars and he liked tools. Since Jerry Searles (with whom Ted lived was at the airport all day, Dickie spent most of his time there, too.
 Kay met him the first day of his vacation, and he came to her with shrill cries of joy, putting grimy little fists around her waist. She didn't mind. She was on her way home with the evening meal, liter ally, in her arms.
 Dickie was hungry. He said, Pal, you wouldn't invite @ guy in to eat, would you? Jerry's food is all right, but it all comes out of tin cans."
 Kay laughed. T'm afraid mine all comes from the delicatessen store, Dickie, but you're perfectly welcomep
 He followed her home and didn't like it because she insisted he wash his face and hands. When. supper was ready, however, he was shining like button.
 T think Ted likes you," Dickie conf1ded, over tn e ice cream. "Once I slipped into his room and he was drawing little circles and writing Kay in them. That's your name isn't it?"
 The doorbell rang and Kay went to aswer. It was, as she had expected, Monte Blaine. He had brought one of the other appren- tice pilots with him. Ralph Bangs was a bright-eyed youngster with curly hair and 8 slight scar on the left cheek.
 Monte demanded, "why didn't you invite us to the housewarm- ing? Which reminds me, the house hasn't been warmed and you've been living in the colony for 8 week. Shame, shamel"
 I'm not sleepy" Dickie put in quickly. "When Ted is away I don't go to bed until 4 o'clock in the morning. Sometimes I don't go to bed at all!"
 "Dickie!" Kay said, gathering him into her arms. You're so sleepy right now you don't know what you're saying"
 She walked down the beach with the child. A heavy fog was rolling in from the bay and, after she had turned Dickie over to Jerry Scar les and was on her way back to the apartment, she could scarcely see more than few feet ahead.