“Nothing good at all happened today. In the morning I went down the street with Margaret and she got my mav mav (?) out of lay-a-way for me. At night Barb and I went down to M.G. and Mabel, Gladys and Bill came later. We played two games and Bill and them wanted to play again but it was time for Barbara to go home. . .
. . .So Bill took her home and then he came back and we played again. . .
. . . Malcolm’s mother said she liked my hair in a French roll.”
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