Weather is a continuation of several days, damp, dark and gloomy. A mist hangs over us. I think the Sunshine will Break thru the clouds as in the far distance there is a Streak of Blue Sky showing.
The School Buses still have Mud to plow thru. My cold has loosened. Scripture reading 27:14, I Sam. 30:6-8.
Our family of 4, Dad, Frank, Mary and I look about the same as the weather, sick and gloomy. My Spirit rejoices in the Mercy of the Lord, Father and Creator and Protector of the weak.
Another dreary day ended. Was too weak to dress. Sat in chair trying to read and forget my coughing. Frank sits in by kitchen fire and table playing Solitaire. Sometimes I work Cross-word Puzzles. I felt less anxious. Barbara spent the nite here.
January 1941
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