Sunny in am, 20's. Cloudy pm. I ironed and cleaned kitchen stove pipe. Wrote to Marilyn. We went down to LaVerne's at night. Renz's there.
Memories, Stories, Songs, Pictures And Poems About People, Places, And Events Around Hubbard Hill, In The Catskill Mountains, In The Town Of Gilboa, In The County Of Schoharie and The State Of New York.
Sunday, December 08, 2013
Wednesday, December 8 1965 The Frances Hubbard Diaries
Wednesday, December 8, 1965
Sunny in am, 20's. Cloudy pm. I ironed and cleaned kitchen stove pipe. Wrote to Marilyn. We went down to LaVerne's at night. Renz's there.
Comment: Renz's were Roberta's family....LaVerne, Roberta and John, probably a couple of years later than 1965....
Sunny in am, 20's. Cloudy pm. I ironed and cleaned kitchen stove pipe. Wrote to Marilyn. We went down to LaVerne's at night. Renz's there.
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You're always young in your mind it is said, No matter the face in the mirror, That you see with surprise then say to yourself, "What is that old man doing here?"
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From Sister Sue: Oh, this picture makes me want to cry. I loved Roberta, and look at little John! J Susan
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