Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Saturday, June 6, 1925

Saturday, June 6, 1925

I write as I rock and hold the baby. He is a little better but still looks like the babies in a near East ad. Big, sad eyes in pale faces. Bony bodies, wasted away. It just breaks my heart to see him. Occasionally he smiles and plays a little. But his neck is stiff and swollen a little under the ears.

(Ned, the baby, was still sick. Sigh, when will they all be well again?)

1 comment:

  1. Sister with the homestead5:53 AM, June 08, 2006

    I haven't been on the site for awhile and I'm reading backwards. What did Ned have? Stiff neck -- viral meningitis??? Mumps????