Sunday, April 20, 1930

Today is Easter Sunday.  But Nobody came.  So in the afternoon we drove out to Aunt Mary’s for supper.  We just got home and got the chicks put away and everything done, and it just poured down rain, thundering and lightning.  The way we heard Kean’s found Mrs. Agnes Hirst death in bed this morning.  If she would have lived until May 20, she would of been 69 years old.  She is to be buried Wednesday afternoon, services at home and then to the private cemetery.  There is to be a dance at (inlegible) Schaefer’s tonite.  It is his birthday but we were not invited.

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