ToDay is the Birthday of Geo went back to Camp
Have started to move the rose beds into the cutting gardens.
Eleanor is driving George up to Boston to start him on his way to Louisiana.
I saw Poney Toney tonight, he was walking up Cliff St., hadn’t seen him to talk to for years.
Mike Hornblower picked up a dozen buck shot shells over at town and gave them to me for deer hunting.
May called up at noon and offered to take care of some of the Holman grandchildren so their parents could go to the funeral.
Thel took her Mother over to visit Earl’s wife this afternoon.
Geo and Eleanor came in to say good-bye before he left for camp.
Bill Whiting came up on the hill to see me.
“Genius is infinite painstaking.” Longfellow
