Lillian better. Took the children down. Eugene scooted about on his bike then we all played ball. Eugene's teacher thinks he's a lovely boy, quite different from most of the other children.
My father started a "diary" in 1945 (more accurately, a journal, covering both family and current events), and I'm going to see if this is a decent way to publish it. Since I'm doing it as a blog, to get to the beginning of the journal, you have to go to the beginning of the blog.
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