ToDay is the Birthday of
Fair and hot, wind So.
Thel and I fished this morning. I caught a bass and lost it.
Milt and Jubbie went fishing and had a bass and a big pickerel. I had no luck.
The swimming was great and we all enhoued it a lot.
Rained a little last night, enough to spoil the chances to go blueberrying.
Saw Mrs. H. when I went up on the hill to fix the furnace. She said there are four boys from Australia in her barn for the weekend. They are on furlow and are stationed up at Camp Miles Standish in Taunton.
A blimp flew over the pond today.
There was a drowning over at Great Herring, and one of the … planes from Carver was down trying to locate the colored soldier’s body.
“Better be three hours too soon than one minute too late.” Shakespeare
Arrowheads Up the Hill 