Walter went to the doctor — apparently a real doctor, not Dr. Urbuteit — but “he couldn’t find anything wrong with him,” Mrs. Culp wrote. He worked two short shift at the hotel desk that day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. At the end of her entry, she wrote, “Walter feels better. How long?”
But life continued apace for Mrs. Culp, who went t…
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