Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Saturday, September 18, 1926

Saturday, September 18, 1926
Fair and warm

Dick needed a pair of shoes so I sent him to Papa to help pick them out on our account at Goldsteins but instead he went to Stouts and bought them outright, also a belt. Guess it is all right as he keeps Winifred and spends lots of money on her in spite of Harry’s brags on how much money he makes! Ned seemed brighter this afternoon and sat in the window and called to Phillip and the boys who played in front. An hour or so of this and then he wilted – had over done himself and lay so still after that. Poor little sick baby boy!

(Goldsteins is no long around that I know of, but Stout's Shoes is still in business, in the same place where Dick and great-grandpa Campbell would have gone!)

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