Friday, November 11, 1927
Too hot.
Strong balmy breeze that blew our front door open, then shut with a bang that shattered the glass. I felt pretty blue about it. Took $5.25 to get it fixed. Didn’t feel like going to a show but G insisted that I see Ben Hur so I went and got caught in a hard rain and came home with a headache at 8:15.
(I think the glass in the door shattered several times.)
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