July 24 Saturday, 1943

ToDay is the Birthday of

Fair and warm, wind So.

The kids went down tot he camp in Milt’s truck.

Thel, Archie, Fannie, and I went down to the camp at four pm.

When we got to Haskills bog, I got out and took a water pail and went toward Triangle Pond looking for blue berries. I picked about three quarts, went over to Pickerel Pond looking for swamp berries, but found none.

When I got to the Camp they all were there.

The kids caught two fine big bass.

I fished after dark, got nothing.

Six of us slept out on the porch.

A colored soldier was drowned in G.H.P. Past Sunday. He had been in the army for sixteen years and his name was Jesse Vaughn.

“Friends have all things in common.” Pythagorus

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