Sylvia was standing in front of the refrigerator and the evaporated milk jar fell down on her head. It made a slight cut in her scalp. We have destroyed over 1300 Nazi planes in two days. Sylvia says "trink" for "drink". She still omits [?] her "l"'s and says "l" for "th" and lisps slightly. Finished my Roosevelt poem. Lillian read Gideon Planish by Sinclair Lewis.
I think the word is "omits", since I can't think what else it could be.
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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