May 25 Tuesday, 1943


ToDay is the Birthday of

Fair and warm, wind So.

The girls finished up on the hill tonight.

Fred Moon was over to do some painting.

After I got thru work I took my fishing rod and went down to Bate’s wharf and had on a pickerel spinner and a piece of pork rind. I made four casts and on the fifth I saw a swirl in the water and the next cast I got him on and held him only a couple of minutes as the hook was too small and pulled out.

I came home and ate my supper and then worked in the garden.

“Slavery under one’s own passions is worse than under tyrants.” Pythagoras

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