Pearl Harbor

After a morning swim, I went into town about noon, and did a little browsing in bookstores and record shops. Dropped uno Wichman’s to look around and very luckily found that my ring had been accidentally misplaced and had been sitting in a desk drawer under a pile of papers for the past month or so. Strangely enough, I had seen the ring placed there “temporarily” originally, and was therefore the only person who actually had an idea where it had disappeared to. Make sure it got back into the safe, this time.

Ran into Bates, and we went out to Trader Vic’s for a few drinks.

Picked up Marion Robinson at the bank and we took the bus out to the Halekulani, where we settled down on the terrace to a group of frozen D `aiquiris. Got very pleasantly mellow.

Marion did a most surprising thing. Last time I saw her, which was the first time and lasted only about 20 minutes, she just jokingly took a specimen of my handwriting. This afternoon she produced a truly amazingly accurate character analysis from that handwriting. She has a damn good brain and on the whole is a very interesting girl. Had dinner at the hotel with a table next to the main window, or rather screen, overlooking Waikiki, Diamond Head, and the Pacific.

Stayed overnight at the Royal Hawaiian in the library of which, I found a brand-new copy of Major Seversky’s book “Victory Through Air Power.” Many of his arguments are identical to the ones I’ve used in the past (most of them are actually written in my first diary). This book is the absolute truth and should be read by every American. The fact that some of my ideas should be so profoundly developed and believed in by other people too, makes me feel wonderful. Airpower is my future, the future of the USA, and the hope of the world. I hereby consider myself one of Seversky’s first disciples.

Became so interested, I finished the book before turning in — after midnight.