Grassroots Blogger Book Marketing Campaign : DAY 5 - FINAL DAY 

July 5, 1937 

It's beautiful here. I think I'll stay forever.

I decided to end my life. At least, the life I knew before. With the constant attention, media hounding, George's annoyances, and the Lindbergh tradgedy, I can't handle it anymore. So I made that final call - "gas running low" - and flew toward the Hawaiian islands.  Of course, I had pleny of gas - and a plan.

This will be my last blog, as people are already reporting "sightings." God forbid anyone find this blog. George is searching for me. I won't be found. I feel bad, I do, but I have to get out of this whirlwind. I never was one for such hooplah. Now I can relax.  I've completed my goals. I've set world records. I've seen the world. I've shown that women can do anything. Now it's me time.

I must go.  There's a luau on the beach in 5.

Goodbye blog,

AE - proudly, The Lindy Lady

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