Wednesday, September 1, 1926
Rainy
Had a near cloud burst last night. Gilbert had the asthma and wasn’t real bad but didn’t feel like going to work all day. The weather is all to the bad for him. The air is damp and oppressive. I canned 16 qts. of peaches.
(I can imagine how hot Grandma's kitchen might get when she was canning.)
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