May 13, 1932

Fri., 13  Morning devotions. Another summer-like day. Henrietta comes to dinner. Takes me out to the Middlebury district where I used to live. The cedars Mother & Father set out are still there. The willows Uncle William set out, one over at our place, the other at Grandfather’s, are still there. Very old but still sturdy. Not very good news from N.Y., and we who care most, are helpless to do a thing.

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