237th day – 129 days follow
My father David Brewer
Father was drowned in Hoits Pond forty three years ago today.
Mrs. H and I bought 2 bushe;s of crab apples for Thel to put up.
Martha’s dressing table came today and the crate it was packed in was all to pieces.
I picked a musk mellon today.
Went over to the store after work and got some tobacco.
This makes 6 times that a Navy Blimp has flown up around Henry Hornblowers and cut their engines and just drifted around.
Thel is busy making jelly.
Mrs H called me up tonight and said Bud wanted her to thank me for the way I shipped his golf clubs to him.
Martha Driscoll was in for a short time this evening.
Saw two mourning doves.
My father was as fine a man as I ever met.