Aunty went to Vera's to pick currants and Clara went on to Ithaca to do last shopping
Mother was bad-
Clara finished her packing this afternoon and I got the currants picked over-
Harry came for supper and left for Lloyds in Montana about 9 o'clock taking the 11-43 train from Syracuse-
*Aunty and I are all alone-
|Red currants are my favorite, not sure about Irene.|
*This line is written vertically up the left hand side of the diary entry.