June 18th, 1941, Frances, the new girl, eats lunch with Ernie and me now. She’s only 17 and very young. Gets tired soon and tell us too. Not like I used to keep it to myself. Ed. came up and told me, after all Chet. M.’s studying he didn’t pass his recent physical. I drove…
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The Big Day
The big day, Babu’s 100th birthday party, was a grand success! Before I spill the details of the wonderful time we had, I need to go back a little ways. I feel the need to share how difficult and terrifying all of this was. It’s been building for at least the last six months, this…