Monday, June 1, 1925
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Albert sick and quiet as can be, kept poultices fresh on him all day and night. Baby seemed a lot better. Albert is so good and no trouble at all. I got a little relief for the baby played with the boys some after they came home.
(I do feel for Grandma in this situation with a sick child who didn't seem to be getting better, but I promise he did get better over the summer. I'm still not sure what diagnosis they gave him, though I think there was mention of "glandular fever", which when you look it up is a reference to Mononucleosis.
The older boys must have still be in school on June 1.)
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