Tuesday, February 1, 1921

Beautiful bright clear cold day. Arose 9 A.M. Fooled around. Played piano, read paper etc. Dinner. Took nap. Read. Helped father start car etc. Supper. Over to Church in P.M. Helped address envelopes. Talked with Russel. To Quinns. To bed 12:15 P.M.

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One needed help to start a car in those days! Fall semester straddled the Christmas holidays once upon a time. I also had that kind of fall semester when I first went to college. Notice Stanford is taking his finals this week. I don't know who the Quinns are at this point.

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