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Kay was waiting at the hotel. She seemed glad to have us back in the good old U.S.A. Our “welcome home” supper at a new Greek restaurant was very nice but I was almost too tired to eat. Then, Kay took us for a ride on a new, fast subway F which is air conditioned and colorfully painted to a location not far from Kay’s place of work on Fifth Avenue. We walked by the Modern Language building and the half block to her nice little studio apartment. That meant four flights of stairs to climb and somehow I did it. After a short look-around visit Kay waved down a taxi and we returned to our hotel. Kay met us for breakfast there before she went to on to [sic] work.