ToDay is the Birthday of
Cleared off this afternoon. Wind N.
This afternoon I went over to the plowed land behind Arthur Woods and found 11 broken arrowheads, some of the […] were beautiful before being broken.
From there I gave the old sand bank the once over. Nothing doing.
Then I went up back of the bank by the shell heap and dug some, found nothing but flakes.
From there I went over to the Hotel bluffs and didn’t find a thing.
Percy came over to play cribbage tonight, I beat him 3 out of 4.
Stopped in to see Eric and he is plastered with chicken pox.
“No man is free who cannot command himself.” Pythagoras
Arrowheads Up the Hill 
I love the everyday happenings but they sometimes are repetitive and very “every day” That was the everyday life back then. If there was a change it was usually for the worse. I still can’t wait for the next day.
I was wondering if anyone had the 1920 journals when the children were small. I would love to read about the family before Marie’s death. Keep up the good work I love what you are doing Andi.
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