Dear Al: I am following your tennis-playing and speaking trail through Europe with interest and awe, not that I ever underestimate your capacity in either department. But I do greatly admire the stamina you demonstrate.1
You know that I could never rely on George to report, with any accuracy, on Newport activities. He has constantly complained about his bad luck--at bridge, at golf, and in fishing and shooting. His darkest moment came the other day when Brilliant Speed lost another race.2
Pete Jones’ place, which is about twenty minutes from here by helicopter, is a veritable paradise. He has two well-stocked lakes, ducks and pheasants in abundance, and a well-equipped skeet range. We spent one fine day there and hope to manage another one before we leave.3
As you so well realize, the problems of the Formosa Straits and the closing of some of the high schools are constantly with me.4 Additionally, there are lesser worries, some of them political. The results in Maine were anything but encouraging, and a linking of Senator Knowland with a character named Joseph Kamp isn’t helping his campaign get off the ground.5 But all this we can discuss when you return.6
Meantime continue to have a good trip, and give my greetings to any of our friends whom you chance to meet. As ever