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235 290 Walnut Street Stoughton, Mass June 2, 1947 Dear folks, This is the only paper I can find downstairs to write on. I have so far even been able to rise at six and wake not the B. Saturday I mowed the lawn. It was high, and had little trees in the back. Yesterday I went to hear THE Kilpatrick: he's a good organizer. For a breakfast of ham, scrambled eggs, orange juice and buns "for those who preferred them" (description loving care of Mrs. B.) he said of the Youth Fellowship Group, "I see hope of real Christian progress in our Y.F. organization." His list of announcements shows that activities are full steaming. Church was 5X as full : 60 & choir had 14. Got clothes washed Sunday. Today & tomorrow I intend to work very hard scything; the Cohennas will do [[strikethrough]] same [[/strikethrough]] the rest if I cut around the trees (I [[strikethrough]] think [[/strikethrough]] hope). Forest report: small Porter by Bruce's is sending up few feeble adventitious shoots, top dead; small new tree by turn maple stumps is all dead. Can't replace till Fall, can you? Ivy seems gone around where we burned, but traces still near old barn. Place much sunnier now. Maud has a message: Bobby marched in the Memorial day parade with his scout uniform on, he sneaked Tippy in, who is going to be a cub soon. Both were served 1 1/2 qts. icecream