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April 20, 1954 - Tuesday First day of an abbreviated [[strikethrough]] Easter [[/strikethrough]] Spring vacation - to last thru April 30. Awoke about 5:45 - got into woods about 6:20. A brilliantly clear morning, with a light wind. Cool at first, so that my leather jacket felt good over a flannel shirt. By the time I got back to the car at 8:45 A.M., I was quite warm. It was a glorious day, with birds everywhere. A [[underlined]] Wood-Thrush [[/underlined]] sang beautifully about 30 feet up in an oak in back of the old house at my parking place. A Phoebe called, Mockingbirds sang nearby, Jays and Starlings called, and a Ruby-Crowned Kinglet sang - all near the car. As I got down near the fountain, I heard the sweet song of a [[underlined]] Black & White Warbler [[/underlined]] up on the hill near Arlington Blvd. Then I heard a frantic