Tuesday, December 26, 1922

Beautiful, bright, mild and wet. Arose 8 A.M. Breakfast. Down town. Out on business with father. Dinner. Odd jobs. Greased Kissel. Down street. Bowled one game with H.H. --104. Supper. Listened to radio concert, talked etc. To bed 12:45 A.M. Thankful for health & association with family.

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Looks like Stanford's bowling game is deteriorating!

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