ToDay is the Birthday of Black Fox
Fair and How, wind So.
After dinner, Thel, Dave, Dot, Pic, Eric, Davene, and Barbra came up on the hill with the car and I rode down to the camp.
The peewee that had a nest under the camp piazza roof last year and raised two families in it, they are back again and rebuilt the nest and have eggs in it.
On the way home, I certainly got a great thrill for we saw a Black fox in the road and we followed it for about fifty yards till it ran into the woods.
Tonight I went to town to drill, the company went up off Newfield St and held a maneuver.
Eleanor and Dot Dunlap went up to Brockton to the Motor Corp Headquarters.
“He is not great who is not greatly good.” Shakespeare