April 18 Sunday, 1943


ToDay is the Birthday of

Fair and cold, wind NE

Went up on the hill and over tot he store.

After dinner Thel and I took a ride down to the camp. The pond is very high.

We saw two planes making artificial clouds.

And we came back by Long Pond and down by Whipples.

I was watching for some new plowing but didn’t see any.

The lamb takes milk from a bottle fine now. Had intended to do some gardening but didn’t as I didn’t feel very good.

Cote the Canadian won the Boston Marathon Race.

“A fool always finds some greater fool to admire him.” Boileau

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