Thursday, August 28, 2008

Sunday, August 28, 1927

Sunday, August 28, 1927
Cool, cloudy

Gilbert almost has hay fever but not bad – just enough to be annoyed. I’m nearly crazy about Papa and Mama’s affairs – I can’t sleep at night lately. Surely I can stop them some way. I must!!

(Aunt Marjorie wrote, "Mother never told us, as far as I know, what the quarrel was about. Grandpa never stopped his "business" of being a woman's doctor and he didn't commit suicide.)

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