30-6-67 Friday. Jack and Mary
drove me to New York, where I
got the bus for Montreal, and
Montreal here I come. Mary packed
me enough food to feed an army
Had the company of a nice
young man, whom I discovered
was Jewish. The weather wasn’t at
its best, but enjoyed the journey.
had a stop at Saratoga Springs
for 35 minutes, took me almost all
that time to get a drink. Next
stop Plattsburgh, then the American
Customs, then Montreal. Was met at
the station by Pitu and Irene.