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14
1987
August 14, 1987
A foggy morning. Barney, Dr. Hutton & I cleaned guns. I have 14 rifles & almost as many handguns & they were all in need of oiling & cleaning. Then the fog began lifting about lunch time & I decided to ride—which I did about 2 P.M. Nancy decided against it because of the uncertain weather. She was wrong—the clouds began to break & we soon had some sunshine on the ride. Back to the house & some homework as usual. Nancy got a heart break call—Joan Rivers husband of 30 years or so committed suicide in a hotel in Phil.
I had a conference call with Howard & Frank re our Central America policy. We’re making some moves & I’ll probably meet with some Nicaraguan leaders of the opposition forces when we go to L.A.