We crossed the Hudson at the Rip Van Winkle Toll Bridge. We had already crossed the Catskill Mountains and while going thru one of the smaller New York towns heard the siren of a Police Cruiser and pulled over to the side of the road. He asked for my license and registration and after checking them over asked if I knew why I was stopped and I told him presumably because I had been speeding to stay ahead of the storm which had been chasing us all day. He said that I was going 55 in a 30 mile zone. Gave me a good lecture and let me go.

The weather had been atrocious all day. We would pull out of one cloud burst only to run into another. This continued until we came to Great Barrington and from there went to Westfield West Springfield - Palmer - Worcester Turnpike and home. Dropped Gladys off at Dedham and we landed in West Roxbury about 9:30 - everybody in good shape and receiving a Royal Welcome from the balance of the Family

We moved right along today - due to the absence of traffic on account of the storm - and clocked 468 miles.

We had stopped for a second breakfast in Grand Gorge and there I was fortunate to get hold of a Barber for a Haircut and I was a new man again.