Friday, June 2, 1922

Overcast, wet, mild day. Arose 6:30 A.M. Breakfast. Out on business. Dinner. Out again. Supper. H.H. and I out. To Public Library. Down town. Lunch. Home. To bed 11 P.M.

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I know Stanford must be enjoying his brother's company this summer, having done without him over the last school year when he was at Boston University.

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