ToDay is the Birthday of
Fair and cooler wind North.
Chet and I worked out back of the barn cleaning up.
Shot an arrow at a red squirrel who was picking a pear off the tree, I missed the squirrel and knicked off the pear.
Elderberries are just getting ripe.
I rode over to the Armory with Eleanor. She, Thel, and Ski went to the movies. We had floor drill all evening in the Armory.
There was a lot of sailors in town tonight.
(I predict that the war will end April 12, 1944 (with Germany))
“Wealth is not his that has it but his that enjoys it.” Franklin
Arrowheads Up the Hill 