Monday, April 25, 2011

April 25, 1963 The Frances Hubbard Diaries

April 25, 1963
Thursday, cloudy,  windy, cold, 40.   I washed windows and cleaned up the house.  Mountains still white with snow. Rebecca here, girls and I went to prayer meeting at Reynolds.


Comment:  The cleaning and washing never stops.  Snow-covered South Mountain.


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