Monday, August 21, 1922

Bright, warm and clear. Arose 6:30 A.M. Breakfast. Father and I out on business. Uncle Charley here to dinner. Chokecherry pie. Played tennis with H.H. at Y. Shower. Home. Supper. Talked. To bed 10:30 P.M.

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I've never had chokecherry pie, or even seen chokecherries, for that matter. Here is a picture of the fruit on the bush:
taken from Along the Grapevine website

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